This picture simply kills me; brings me right down to my Mommy knees. I walked in on Danny getting ready for the Junior Prom and this moment took my breath away. He rolled his teenaged eyes at me as I began clicking, but it mattered not. I am pretty sure he gets it under all the bravado.
This was a week of milestones. Ones that he simply glided through while my heart both swelled and ached.
A friend I have carpooled with since the boys were in pre-school called me the other day and shared a moment that summed it all up.
She said she was driving him to hebrew school for the last time, which ended this week with a Confirmation service. She looked in her rearview mirror at the young man with the hairly legs and deep voice who needed a shave. She could not help but think of the little boy with the blonde bowl haircut that she used to lift out of the car seat so many years ago.
Hey, they grow up! Back when they were little, there were those days I thought would never end. Having grown kids was not something I could fathom.
Now I turn around and think, “Hey, who is that man?”
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i could cry but i don't have time 
whew… ok, amy, this totally brought me to tears… thanks for sharing..
Wow! When you write about your kids, it ALMOST makes me want to have a few of my own 🙂 Thanks for sharing.
OMG, and you can’t imagine Harrison being 10. Danny you are, you are a Man. How did that happen…I’m still a kid.
So true. I didn’t know there would be so much good stuff to enjoy when they were older. And even more bittersweet, cuz they’ll be gone soon…
Thanks!
i know a nice orthodox christian girl…
Oh, Danny Boy, you sure do look handsome!!!
I”m crying. No, i”m not crying, I’m gasping for air. I can’t take it. As you know, my mission one is about launch to college and I”m not doing so well with that.
Do you think Danny would mind if you held onto his ankles?
Maybe that could prolong it a little bit.
Lovely post Amy. Time to cry indeed. You’ve done a great job with the man who will always be your little boy.
A day late – guess it’s time to cry Wednesday. I already feel some of these feelings – and I have several years to go. I shudder to think…. From all I see you should be so proud…
I can’t get over that picture, literally. I just spent the last 30 mins sitting in the minivan in the garage, crying, over the sight of my 8th grade son dressed up for his graduation. I actually had to leave the house and sit in the car , to cry. I was so overwhelmed at just this same sight.
Where did the time go????
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