The above photo is of my oldest son when he was about 17 or 18 months old. We were on a family vacation to Hilton Head Island, and it was heaven. My son Joshua was an easy baby, and easy toddler, and as sweet as can be, and oh, let me tell you, fellow Mamas: he loved me. He love love loved me.
Now, he’s almost fifteen years old, and I’m using a baby picture because he wouldn’t allow me to use a present-day one. The days of me counting his age in months is long gone. He is still a pretty easy kid, though parenting him is not nearly as joyous and carefree (still lost of joy, but also lots of care.) He’s a good kid, and he still loves me. And I love him more than ever.