Tuesday, November 24, 2009


Lately, I've been more aware of time. . .and, the cliche couldn't be more true: It goes by in a blink. So, armed with my latest revelation, I've decided, dearest TT, to take mental snapshots of images that, because of their goodness, only last minutes. Images of you that make my heart gasp, and cause me to contemplate all the ways in which I am deeply blessed. Mind you, these are not images that can be captured with a camera--oh no, they would be lost in a time machine with a camera. These images can only be captured through the senses and living in the present. Here are some of my mental snapshots of you:

1. Sitting on It's a Small World (the ride), and wanting you so badly to enjoy the holiday edition of this special attraction, only to realize you have settled into my lap to take a much needed snooze. Instead of paying attention to the ride on a boat, I'm soaking in the preciousness of holding my toddler on my lap. It doesn't happen often, and I'm guessing that as you get older, the days of you sleeping in my arms are numbered.

2. The expression on your face riding a train for the first time by yourself with mama and dada cheering you on. We, of course, screaming like crazy folk trying to get your attention, and you displaying a half-smirk smile commingled with embarrassment. Priceless. . . and the epitome of foreshadowing.

3. The sound of your raucous laughter when dada makes, "Froggy go bounce." Your giggles are sunshine in a glass, and I often wonder how I can forever hold on to that wondrous toddler laugh.

4. The look of surprise when the song starts and stops in music class. Four weeks into the class, and it still seems unforeseen. You gasp with such excitement; you create a perfect surprise circle with your mouth. You have the most personality of all the other children in the class. I'm completely unbiased.

5. One of the many special treasures of you is the joy you have every time we meet after a lapse in time. To hear, "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy," is an exclamation that I hope to hear for a lifetime. . .