| Oh, this brought back so many memories of my own long-ago little ones! The thing that is really amazing is that we never know the "last time" something happens. There will be a last bottle or breast, a last diaper, a last sleepless night...even the last time he holds your hand while crossing a street will go unnoticed...until you realize it hasn't happened for a while, and oh, my goodness, he's taller than you are all of a sudden! Truly each moment is something to treasure. As you realized yesterday when writing about the gas station explosion, life is precious. Give him a kiss for me please, Jian Shuo -- and one for Wendy too :-) |