Dominic

With all the talk of the kids growing up, at times I forget for a moment or two they are still kids.

Last night after Isaac and Luke were asleep, Dominic climbed up in my lap - or most of him made it on my lap.  He snuggled his face in my shoulder and I could smell is freshly washed hair.  This is when my mommy heart melts...there is nothing like the smell of a freshly bathed child.

He looks up at me with his toothy grin and asks if I could rock him and sing to him until he fell asleep.  Even with as tired I was at the moment, there was NO way I was going to pass up this small window of time with my oldest son.  I rocked and sang and stroked his hair.  He fell asleep on my lap.  A little while later, I nudged him to tell him it was time to go to bed.  He says, "Carry me."  I chuckled because this is no longer an easy task.  I managed it...making a mental note I need to work out more...and laid him in his bed.  I whispered, "I love with my heart."  As I stood up to leave his room, Dominic whispers, "Love you too, Mom.  Thanks for letting me still be little sometimes."