My Boys

The minute I can no longer rock them in my arms, or hold both of them at once, or tickle them while they roll on my freshly made bed, is going to be one of the biggest heart breaks I may suffer. They’re both growing up so fast. The years, which seemed to be going too quickly before, have hit warp speed. I know now that the world is no longer in the palm of my hand, for when I gave birth to my sons, I handed it to them and I hope they’re wise enough to know what to do with it. It’s a scary place sometimes…

The day they grow to form their own opinions on how their lives SHOULD run, will be heart breaking as well, for it will be another sign of them becoming young men. I know they’re only toddlers. I look at my nephews, who just yesterday were two boys toddling after one another reeking havoc on the house… Now they are 16 and 17, nearly at adulthood… reeking havoc on the world lol.. I know first hand how quickly the clock moves… and since these are children of my own, instead of my sisters‘, I know the clock will move a billion times as fast.

I take so many pictures I’ll have to buy a computer soley for the purpose of holding pix. I want so badly for my sons to remain small innocent children, but everyday more and more they are showing me that will not happen. There’s been nothing in my life, and I have been through a lot, so teaching as being a mommy to my two wonderfully awesome babies.

Debralee Houston.