I hate that I type my verbs in the past tense.
Friday, May 01, 2009
He was still my baby boy. But was becoming quite the young man. He still called me Mommy. He still liked to snuggle and would hold my hand in public. He told me how much he loved me. Multiple times throughout the day. He still believed in Santa Claus. And the good in people. His last report card was the best he has ever had. Reading was becoming a love of his.