Tears.
When people say, "Oh, time flies--enjoy them while they are little!", they aren't exaggerating. Just thinking about it takes my breath away.
This is the child who changed my heart. He made me a mother. He taught me how to love someone more than myself. He showed me the magnitude of God's love for me.
He was a scrawny little thing, only seven pounds, four ounces at birth. But despite his tiny package, he was my world. He is the first grandchild, so his mere presence brought oohs and aahs and coos whenever he entered the room. He was adored.
He still is.
