Saturday, November 21, 2009

ok - i get it now

(my baby brother has this poem framed somewhere.
i never really got what the big deal was - sheesh!)

to my baby

i've always loved you best because while endings are generally sad, you are such a joy!

you readily accepted the mild-stained bibs, the lower bunk, the cracked baseball bat, the baby book that had nothing written in it except a recipe for graham-cracker piecrust that someone had jammed between the pages.

you are the one we held on to so tightly.

you darken our hair, quicken our steps, square our shoulders, restore our vision, and give us a sense of humor that security, maturity, and durability can't provide.

when your hairline takes on the shape of lake erie and your own children tower over you, you will still be our baby!

so - anyway, ok - i get it now.
happy fourth b-day baby k.


One Sided Momma said...

sorry, can't seem to see well enough through the TEARS to write a comment you tear-my-heart-out-of-my-chest blog lady, you! guh, ahg, and ouch. but mostly happy birthday to your baby!!!

pajama mom said...

thanks, i've been a little "farklempt" for about a week now.

my eyes are all puffy. :)