I write down everything.
I can tell you the day each tooth broke skin on each child.
I can tell you the date they started crawling, their first words, when they dressed themselves for the first time, and every other detail of their life.
I have their umbilical stump and every piece of hair I could catch from their first haircut.
I love every aspect of those books.
And yet this year the same baby book that brought me so much joy over the years is now the same baby book that has caused me so much heartache.
My oldest son Zachary just started 1st grade. Today actually. And for the first time in 6 years, I have no space to add a 1st grade picture. The baby book is full. The last bit of information I have left to add is our first Zoo trip. We are making that trip this Sunday.
I can't believe the beautiful 8lb baby I brought home from the hospital is the same little boy I'm sending off to 1st grade. I always thought Kindergarten was going to be the hardest part for me.
Turns out, 1st grade is. In kindergarten he was still considered a "baby". I had a place in his baby book for that chapter of his life.
And so a new chapter begins.... whether I am ready for it or not....
Enjoy these photo's from Zachary's baby book. :)
Some are sideways... I'm going to work on fixing them.)
Some are sideways... I'm going to work on fixing them.)