PLEASE! SLOW DOWN!

Last weekend, was a hard one for me. Nothing terrible, but emotional. I am an emotional person. Especially when it comes to those I love. And well-- I love my baby boy, although if you ask Trace, he is "NOT a baby anymore mom!" T gets to go with Steve quite often. Scouts, riding horses, chores, roaming the hills, whatever or wherever, Trace is usually with Steve as much as possible. Last weekend they went on a scout campout to help with an eagle project. Trace has been talking about getting to go with all the boys for weeks and weeks. Friday came and we were packing. He had all his gear, ready to go, and I said-- "T, don't forget this stuff, you will want it for bed time" He looked at me, looked at the stuff, and said-- "Mom, I don't need that stuff. I'm big now. I don't need to take it to camp with me." JUST LIKE THAT. JUST like that. It took me a second to process. And then the tears came. There stood my BABY. Telling me he was too big to take his comforters to camp. So, they got left behind. It's times like these I want to freeze time. It's times like these I want life to slow down. It's times like these I realize I need to do better at cherishing my children while they are small, because before you know it, they are not small at all. And Trace, you will NEVER be to big to be my baby. I love you buddy.