Next year on this date my oldest son will become a married man. One of my favorite photos of P is of him on my shoulders at a fair. He was nineteen months old. I was twenty-seven. He was as blonde as I was brunette. We had so much fun that day ~
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Sweet photograph; great memories. Much to look forward to.
It must of felt like he grew up too fast. I'll try and remember that with my daughter. It must also be quite an accomplishment to have rasied him.
Time flies and our loved ones are so dear. Your post reminds us to pause, remember and rejoice. :-) And savor the moments!
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