Watch them grow

The very best thing (to me) about my blog is that it’s not just a journal but a scrapbook.  A collection of moments from my life and the lives of my family.  Emma & Gerrit like to remind me that they’re big kids and I like to remind them that they’ll always be my babies, no matter how big they get.  I was watching a video of the kids playing with Scout from about 3.5yrs ago…

Emma was 3, Gerrit was 2 and Scout didn’t even have a name.  You can hear Gerrit at the end say “go get it puppy” because we called him ‘puppy’ the first week we had him.

It made my heart a little sad to see them so little.  I love the ages they are now, but every now and again I miss the tiny tots I had.  It reminded me of this song which always makes me nostalgic. 

She’s close to God, I’m sure of that
She sits him down, and they have a chat
She asks for sunshine, and he agrees
You see, for her, He’d do anything

You watch them grow, then you let ’em go

She is a monkey, and I’m her tree
And now she’s climbing all over me
Swinging on my vines dancing on my limbs
Her monkey sounds sound like angel’s hymns

You watch them grow, then you let ’em go
You watch them grow, then you let ’em go

She is an angel, she is an imp
She’s got my big toe, and her mother’s lips
She gives fishy kisses, and great big bear hugs
42 pounds of pure love
Then one day she’ll be 17, feelin’ too big for her home
Seems she was just only 3, oh how our children they grow

You watch them grow, then you let ’em go
You watch them grow, then you let ’em go
You watch them grow, then you let ’em go
You watch them grow, then you let ’em go

Then one day she’ll be 33, maybe with a child of her own
Seems she was just 17, oh how our children they grow
He’ll ask for sunshine, and she’ll agree
You see for him, she’d do anything
He is her child, the center of her world
She is his mother… my little girl

You watch them grow, then you let ’em go
You watch them grow, then you let ’em go

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About Chris

These are the pieces of my life and those that make it worth living
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