WES

~ from a journal I kept when my 13 yr old was a baby. Just felt like sharing.

 

 

Wednesday June 7, 1995

 

Wesley was six months old Saturday. Time is moving much too fast! He was born and I must have blinked, because six months came and went- half a year! I just realized how precious time is...all too soon he will be pushing me away, trying to be his own person, instead of crying for me and clinging to me for comfort.

...I am watching him play.He has "discovered" a piece of paper and is exploring all possibilities. He has crumpled it over and over, frowning at the strange and wonderful sound of it- then a small squeek of delight.He passes it from hand to hand(this is something new: the hand to hand passing).The stern look of concentration that crosses his face is almost comical. So intent on figuring this strange thing out, he has forgotten all else. Even the treasured ,bright ,soft buttons on the remote!

Author's Note

ignore grammar problems,

Reviews

[THERISA]

Such a sweet and innocent moment of your son's life. Its the simple things in life that hold the greatest pleasure for us. Forget about the expensive toys, which will only break down and never be replaced. This dairy entry is full of mom and the joys of discovering something new by your son. Thank you for sharing this very special moment in your son's life.

Therisa