Ethan is 7???
How can this be.
It seems like only yesterday we were bringing him home from the hospital.
All 9lbs.7oz. With lots of dark hair. Skin so soft. Smelling so good.
Now he's 7?
Where have the years gone?
Last night, before I tucked the kids in, I begged Ethan to let me hold him on my lap like a baby.
He of course thought this was quite weird and silly.
The other boys thought this was hilarious.
I thought it was sad.
I rocked him and sang him the song I always sing to my kids when they are babies.
"You Are My Sunshine"
I told him what he was like as a baby and how small he was.
How is it that he is so big now, and that I barely even noticed that he was growing so much?
How did I not pay attention?
I told him how I used to kiss his cheeks all the time.
I remember his baby cheeks were so soft.
I remember his fuzzy little head.
He had the biggest smile.
The brightest eyes.
So we cuddled for as long as he would let me.
I told him he had to let me hug him and kiss him even though he was growing up and when he was a man He still had to let me give him hugs and kisses.
He said o.k.
Then I told him I guess I would let him turn 7.
But I really just wanted to stop time and not let him get any bigger.
We love you so much.
You have brought so much happiness into our lives.
So much energy, so much excitement.
Everything you do, you do with so much joyfulness.
My heart is so happy that you love Jesus, and that you already want to know more about Him.
You have such a servant heart, always ready to help your brothers of sister or me and you dad. I hope you continue to have that heart. Such a big heart full of love.
So I guess I'll let you grow up, even though I don't want to let you to. I wish I could keep you my little boy forever. And soon you'll think you're too big and grown up to have your mom kiss and hug you....but I'll never stop loving you, never stop rooting for you, never stop praying for you. Because you'll always be my little boy, no matter what!