The boys returned home today from the Outer Banks. After a week apart, I actually had butterflies in my stomach when I saw them again! I couldn't take my eyes off of either one of their little faces for the rest of the afternoon. After a few hours, Ty smiled at me and insisted, "Why do you keep looking at me that way?"
I laughed and said: "You'll understand someday when you have children."
Ty: "That's too far away, tell me now."
Me: "You are just so beautiful. Like art."
Ty: "Maybe you should take a picture of me then."
So I did.
You are the poem I dreamed of writing.
The masterpiece I longed to paint.
You are the shining star I reached for
In my ever hopeful quest for life fulfilled.
You are my child. Now with all things I am blessed.
-Author Unknown