Sometimes I am so struck by his beauty that I have to stop whatever I’m doing and grab the camera. He’s changing so fast. He’s growing up right before my eyes. Oh someday I will wish he were this age again. I will wish that for just a few minutes I could have him just this way. It’s strange how my time with him can feel so arduous and so fleeting at the same time.
Mikey, please just stay little. Don’t grow up on me. I’m trying so hard to cherish you.