Sunday, August 2, 2009

Making Mud Puddles and Growing Up

Sam is 3 years old.
While I wouldn't call the threes terrible
I might call them...
He won't be four for four months.
But suddenly,
he's all grown up.

He's suddenly becoming a 
funny and wonderful 
little person 
and I'm so grateful.

P.S. Haveil Havalim (the Jewish Blog Carnival) is up over at Frum Satire.

1 comment:

Leigh Ann said...

Oh! I know the feeling. It's all so bittersweet.
Beautiful post, Phyllis.