Wednesday, September 14, 2011

We're Not Alone Together Very Often, But Sometimes We Are

I want to remember everything about him at this age: 
The age of bursting personality and precociousness and long afternoon naps. 
The age they start getting really fast and are capable of destruction in .5 seconds.
The age of bucky teeth and squealing and when every single article of clothing makes them ooz of cuteness.

The age of short legs and climbing, wild hair and funny faces, the middle between baby   and boy... 
yes, this age, I never want to forget.

7 comments:

communikate. said...

remember that one time i stole your rug? no? well, just be on the look out.

you've got some great style, lady!
(and some pretty cute kids too!)

Sherry Gammon Author Of Unlovable said...

Beautiful!

robin said...

so super sweet. i looked at each picture and examined calvin's cuteness thoroughly.

i especially love the tippy-toes picture and the close up of him looking out the window. he is a DOLL.

it is such a good age. you described it perfectly.

Ryan said...

I wanna squeeze him sooo bad! Oh and I can't believe how clean your room looks! My sist has been busy these days?

Ryan said...

Ummmm this is not Ryan, it's your sist, in case you didn't know.

grammatina said...

haha Shannon...I didn't think that sounded like Ryan....Yes, Kelly, this is another great post. I hope you are printing these. :-) I want the book.

kelly said...

i need to, mom.

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