.:: it's the firsts ::.
It’s the “firsts” that get me: first day of school, first tooth lost.
First bike mastered, first car, first date and who could forget the first dance?
I still go back to “Baby’s First Christmas.”
That broad cheeked boy doing the smoochin? He’s a Daddy singing the “bunny-bun” song to his little ones as they snuggle under the covers. That newborn? He’s 18 … ready to take on the world, or so he’d like to think.
It’s not the middles or the ends that get me.
It’s the firsts.
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Food, Art, Books, Birds and whatever...
Planting roots on our little wild farm.
Connecting with People in My Path
A Typical Blog. A Typical Woman. A Typical Take On Life. With An Atypical Twist!
“I write because I don't know what I think until I read what I say.”
Arise, shine; For your light has come!
Country Living for Beginners
Kate's views on life edited by four opinionated cats
Novelist, Traveler, and More
My Journey From Merchant Mariner to Mother, And Spiritual Being.
Nancy Roman
just another plaid-wearin' java-sippin' girl
Just another WordPress.com weblog
some thoughts along the way
music, poetry, musings, photography and philosophy from a woman who found her way back home and wants you to come over for a hike and a cocktail.
Stop in and see what's happening during these days of mine
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So sweet! Very poignant to watch your baby with his baby and go back to your own time in that role. Enjoy! ~ Sheila
That’s it … I watch him and hear him and think, “wow .. there we are.” Kind of neat to see him put in play what we did, too.
Cheers! MJ
Very sweet! And I can relate. It was sad to me when I went through Sophie’s first year and realized I wouldn’t have any more “baby’s first” outfits, frames, etc. Still kinda makes me sad. Although every day brings something new.
…I know. What prompted this was seeing an entire lineup of “Baby’s first” ornaments at the Hallmark store; had to walk away, as I had a lump in my throat.
Enjoy all the “news” with your sweet Sophie-girl 🙂 MJ
Love the photo!
Thank you; it’s a favorite that only comes out at Christmas. -MJ
I just heard a collective sigh from all of the moms. I think we are the ones documenting those ‘firsts’ and feel the pull on heart strings when we look back and remember, especially as recall our own baby’s first Christmas.
I think you are right, Renee. We’re usually the “documentary directors” aren’t we?
MJ
Sweet, sweet picture of your grandchildren’s father and your graduating senior. Time flies. Daughter #1’s first Christmas is so funny as I remember it. There were so many gifts she fell asleep during it all so we postponed everything until she woke up again. She was 7 mos. old and pretty aware, but she had to take a nap to work on growing.
… that is so cute that you waited until your daughter woke back up. Why ever not? 🙂 MJ
Beautiful piece (peace?) — thanks for sharing and letting us all see your memory and our own.
You’re welcome; based on the response, I think lots of Moms saw themselves in this post today. Cheers! MJ
What a beautiful post. Yes, the “firsts” always seem to stay with us, don’t they? I still have the Hallmark Baby’s First Christmas Ornament from 1980, Marshall’s first Christmas. And smile as I place it on the tree.
Wonderful thoughts, MJ!
Those Hallmark ornaments are the best aren’t they? And I love the ones they made that contain their grade school photos – classic.
Cheers! MJ
Sweet picture, MJ! Sometimes I get nostalgic for the days when my kids were that little…
Wendy
I know what you mean. If I could ever time travel, it would be back to those days 🙂 MJ
So true. So very true. We remember those firsts forever!
We do! Cheers, MJ