I think I figured it out the other day. Those tiny toes and feet are constantly in motion. Stretching, pointing, flexing, curling. They are so expressive all by their little selves. They interact and react when you touch, tickle, hold, or kiss them. And they are the source of so many future dreams. Where will those tiny feet take him when he learns to push himself around the house in a crawl? As he toddles unsteadily toward our open arms? As he runs around the playground? As he learns to play football, dance, or sprint? As he drives off to college or walks down the aisle?
One day soon, my little boy's feet won't be so cute or smell so sweet, but I'll always remember those tiny expressive little feet and toes. Before his eyes focused, before his lips curled in a smile, before his arms could reach or his fingers grab, before he could interact and express his love or personality in any way, he spoke to me and grabbed my heart with those 10 perfect tiny toes.
Well put. Do not ever let this chronicle be lost. When Austin is older these words will remind him of how well loved he was. Not all children have that luxury
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ReplyDeleteHe has such an expressive happy face. I just want to hug him and never let him go. GiGi
ReplyDeleteAs you write, you need to buy stock in Kleenex. That's the most beautiful thing I've every read. When you string all these memories together, Austin's book will be a family treasure. I think being older and wiser makes you the perfect mother. Thank you so much for putting first things first.
ReplyDeleteI LOVE you, Mom
I love all your thoughts on the little feet. They are precious. There is a poem or song about this. I wonder what these little feet and hands and etc. will do. It will all be a blessing. Mama Shoe
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