my son

As I walked down the hallway at JHS with my daddy, I remarked at how long this week had seemed. "I'm ready to get out of here and go get my son."

Daddy turned to me and smiled his sincere grin, "My son. How wonderful does that sound?! I've never been able to say those words."

"But you can say 'My grandson' which is pretty awesome too," was my reply.

"You're absolutely right!" he said with the same grin.

😍

— feeling thankful.

Way too fast

I was laying on the bed next to Si as he was sleeping. Today we took him to the doctor for his 6 month check up and for his shots. He's been a little fussy this afternoon but that's to be expected.

I looked over at Jason and asked him, 

"Would you think I was crazy if I told you I wanted to have another baby?"

"No. I love kids. You know that Leigh," was his response. 

Maybe it's the latent pregnancy hormones or the antidepressant that's talking. I don't quite know.

But I do know this...

He is growing up way too fast...