January 22, 2013

I hope I never forget...

...the pure joy I see on Garrett's face when I walk into Ducky Day Care at the end of my work day.
...Garrett's air guitar.  (Picture a 2-year-old holding his right arm straight up into the air while his left hand tickles his right armpit.)
...how much I enjoy rocking and reading to Garrett before putting him in bed.  When I'm done reading, he says, "Sing songs."  His favorite these days is "It's Time To Go To Sleep", sung to the tune of "The Farmer In The Dell".
...that, when he's ready to end a telephone conversation with any of his grandparents, he hugs and kisses the phone.
...the image of my husband running around on a stick horse to amuse Garrett.
...any of the things he does to amuse Garrett, for that matter!
...his current fascination with "The Wizard of Oz".  Every. Single. Day.  He repeatedly asks, "Where's the 'weeitch'?" or "Where's the Wizard 'uh boz'?"
...that, the morning of Christmas, packing peanuts were more entertaining than any of the toys they may have once protected.

...how rich life is.


  1. Precious things to remember! You'll be glad you've recorded them; time passes so fast! My grandsons did the same thing with the packing material! I follow your mom's blog, so I feel like I know this handsome guy!! BTW I love your piano!

  2. As a mom of a teenager I can only say, good for you that you record this. Continue to do so, it's surprising how easy we forget. We took tons of photos of my daughter when she was little, and whenever I look at them the stories come back, the funny things she said. Packing material was always more interesting than the contents, especially really big boxes that could be turned into "houses".