Promises

I was reading a post about children growing up and the promises we make each night to do better by our children. I am definitely one of those parents who always tells myself I will play more with my son or take him to places where he can play with others... Some days I do it, some days it doesn't really happen. 

Today I fulfilled two of those nightly promises; I took my son for a short walk (he got restless early), and I let him play outside. I'm always afraid of the UV burning my son so I try not to take him out in the middle of the day but some days that's the time that I'm most energetic. 

We try to do the best by our children. We try to show them all the happiness the world has to offer and expose them to all kinds of fun and positive experiences. I realize that I do make good on my promises, maybe not everyday, but several times during the week. I hope Lucas is benefitting from all that I do ad I hope I am doing enough. 

My cheerio? knowing that I do make good on my promises. 

Why it's soggy? I will always wish to do more.

Year of Firsts

With the arrival of my little one's first birthday I realize that there are a lot of firsts in life that we don't remember experiencing as we get older. Teething, which might be better forgotten, and simple things like clapping and just moving. 

We take movement for granted but we spent the first two or three months trying to hold our heads up and control our arms and legs. How wonderful it is, than, as parents to have the opportunity and privilege to bare witness to these accomplishments with our children. To encourage and celebrate their successes and maybe even document and preserve these moments for later reflection. 

My cheerio today? Seeing all these firsts that my son won't remember. Sharing his excitement and happiness. 

The honey on the cheerio? Seeing his fearlessness when it comes to knew experiences and possible failure.