I came across this little poem today, and it resonated with me. Maybe you, too?
He Has Lost His Baby Ways
Not long, alas! Not long; the mother-heart
Knows well how quickly she will have to part
With all this wonder; she who tries each art
To lure him on; the first to coax and praise
Each added grace; then first in sore amaze
To mourn that he has lost his baby ways!
~ Alice Wellington Rollins, in Verses of Virtue
The grandmother-heart knows it as well. It goes too quickly, especially
when it happens miles away. So while we are together, we savor every
moment. Our little Daniel turned one year while he was with us in January. Anna is soon to be five, and Elijah heading toward eight. Baby ways left behind, but babies turn into little boys and girls. Lots of joy still ahead!
