Sentimental

I was going to write about James and his colors, his numbers, his letters and brag about him all over the place and I still will do that. But, when I was rocking him to sleep, I closed my eyes and then looked down at him and he was fast alseep. In my arms. Still and quiet. And I sat there. I just kept rocking him. I just watched him and looked at him and just couldn't believe how big he is,  how long his legs are, I looked at the tiny little creases on his wrists, the marker on his hands and how closely he was holding Bo and Tiny and the rest of the gang to his chest. James has such a look of peace on his face when he is asleep. My little guy. He's hardly ever that still anymore and now when I go in a for a kiss or a hug, it's usually met with a reply of, "Oh Mooooooom." And then I see him run off to explore or play. It goes so quickly.