My Baby

I use that term loosely. I know he's 6, but he's the youngest, and every milestone with him will be the last for all of our kids. So, don't laugh when I tell you I found myself with tears in my eyes today. 'Why?' you may ask. Eli, our monster, was playing football with Javen, and lost his first tooth. Granted, it had been so loose, any little thing would've knocked it out, but he was so proud he lost it in a "manly" fashion. And my heart broke just a little for time that moves so quickly. Everyone tells you to enjoy the little moments, and I believe I try, but little, seemingly insignificant moments like this remind me to try harder.

May His blessings be abundant for you all.