Precious Moments...

Pierce is a little over 4 1/2 and there are moments in each day where I feel like I just need to snatch him up... love all over him and then lock him in a cage so he will stop growing... I can still remember being pregnant with him but the memories are fading a little and that makes me sad.  I will hear new moms say they remember when the baby did this in the belly or this and than when they were first born... and I catch myself looking back at my "notes" or looking at pictures to see if I can remember.  Maybe this lapse in memory comes with age or just because we are making so many new memories I got to make room... I remember the big special moments of course but it is the little ones like when we were back in Texas and I would swing him in the front yard when it was cold, or when I try to remember what his faced looked like when he took his first step, or what were his second, third and forth words, or did he like the green beans when he had them for the first time, or what did I say when I caught him in his room throwing his poo everywhere... the list could go on and on.

So anyways I am having a lot of moments like these recently... and I want to hold on to everything.

For example just yesterday when Pierce and I were praying at the dinner table (daddy was still at work... but daddy did hear all about it later) Pierce wanted to pray and it went something like this:

"Dear Jesus, thank you for today.  Thank you for making us move up in school (their reward/discipline chart you move up or down) can you please help me move up.  Create in her (Lydia the only girl in his class) a good choice so she can move up and I can follow (we talk a lot about not always being the leader and that is ok to follow people that make good choices too).  Thank you for helping us... amen"

We just love this little man... and I want him to be 4 1/2 forever... enjoy the pics of him the other day where we were outside waiting on a taxi and I had my camera and I just wanted to scoop him up so I shot some pics of him saying "ok mom I think that is enough"... and my response was "It will never be enough".