of an eye…
years flutter by.
littles are grown…
seeds you have sown.
waste not a second…
for then you’ll regret it.
little words spoken…
sweet spirits, so open.
eyes filled with wonder…
love roars like thunder.
the love of a child…

Sammy…
“Mommy, please won’t you biz up my pants?”
“Is it real, Mommy? Or just pretend?”
“Mommy, is there a ladder tall enough to touch the sky?”

“MOM!  MOM! MOM!!!!  There’s a shadow back there!  It’s a scary ghost shadow!  Don’t BACK UP OR YOU’LL RUN IT OVER!”

“Mommy, I just need 3 more kisses to go to sleep.”

Max…
“Mommy, say good-night to Blue Dog!  He wants a kiss!”

Mercy…
“Mommy, when I’m grown up, I want to be a Mommy  and teach little girls to dance!”

Sammy…
“Let me do it, Mommy! I can do it myself!”

“MOM.  MOM! MOMMY!!! I have something special to show you!  Come here, Mommy!”