I need to blog more.
I started this blog as a way to document LilD's life.
His milestones.
Everything that we seem to quickly forget when the first year is over.
I don't want to forget.
flashback
I remember starting high school and everyone told me that those four years would be over so quickly.
I didn't believe them.
Then June 2003 came, (wow almost 10 years!)
and I almost wished that it was the fall of 1999 again.
But really, looking back now, I wouldn't go back.
I love where my life is right now.
They say that when you have your own kids that time flies.
Again, I didn't believe them.
Now here we are September 2012 and my LilD is almost 1!!
how did this happen?
My little monkey is sitting on the floor right now as we speak.
Playing with a Harry Potter DVD. its the best 'toy' out there these days. Didn't you know?
He just finished his dinner of a whole banana and cereal.
Oh, and a bottle filled with a mixture of formula and whole milk.
Lady Antebellum has this song out called
Heart of the World
It seems to say exactly what I am feeling.
I'll post it below for you and then go.
My dinner is almost done in the oven.
Wow, I'm a wife, and a mom.
I leave him sleepin' as I rise early
Always up before the dawn
The house is dark, but I see clearly
Kettle sings a morning song
The bacon's frying, babies crying
I soak up the sights and sounds
Minutes turn to days and I wish that I could slow it down
If grease is the soul of the kitchen
And coffee the drink of the Gods
Routine too perfect to mention
Time is a thief I would rob
We're meant to be baby hold onto me
I'll never not be your girl
'Cause love is the heart of the world
Oh, and hope is the soul of the dreamer
And heaven is the home of my God
It only takes one true believer
To believe you can still beat the odds
We're meant to be baby hold onto me
You'll never not be my girl (I'll never not be your girl)
'Cause love is the heart, love is the heart,
Love is the heart of the world
Always up before the dawn
The house is dark, but I see clearly
Kettle sings a morning song
The bacon's frying, babies crying
I soak up the sights and sounds
Minutes turn to days and I wish that I could slow it down
If grease is the soul of the kitchen
And coffee the drink of the Gods
Routine too perfect to mention
Time is a thief I would rob
We're meant to be baby hold onto me
I'll never not be your girl
'Cause love is the heart of the world
Oh, and hope is the soul of the dreamer
And heaven is the home of my God
It only takes one true believer
To believe you can still beat the odds
We're meant to be baby hold onto me
You'll never not be my girl (I'll never not be your girl)
'Cause love is the heart, love is the heart,
Love is the heart of the world
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