Someday he'll have scratchy whiskers instead of silky soft cheeks.

Someday he'll be completely independent and self-
sufficient.

Someday he'll have a deep voice.

Someday he'll carry the burden of providing for a family.

Someday he'll have to decide what he believes and where he stands.

Someday, I hope, is a long time from now.
3 comments:
Amen to that! Let's enjoy all the little moments!
Now that you have a mother's heart, you can understand why I STILL have trouble letting go.
I love your little man. XX
very, very sweet! He's a smoosh :) Love that face!
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