James is going to be 10 in a few weeks. It's hard to believe sometimes, but he is showing me all the time that he really is a pre-teen boy. He is doing his homework without being asked. He is growing his hair out (and taking care of it) so he will look "cool". He gets up in the morning without any whining. Basically, he is becoming more independent every day.
Last night, when I was tucking him in and talking, he snuggled up to his beloved "Michael" (a stuffed black bear that he still sleeps with) and asked, "Mama - will you sing me a song?" He fell asleep while I was singing all his old favorites (James Taylor is high on his list). Watching him breathe in and out I could still see that baby I rocked not too long ago. Maybe he knew I needed a glimpse of that Sweet Baby James.
Monday, September 17, 2007
Sweet Baby James
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Oh - this brought tears to my eyes! Was it really 10 years ago that we first met that tiny little guy with the shock of white-blonde hair? Sweet Baby James, indeed.
Good post.
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