About a year ago, Evan and I started waving and blowing kisses to each other as I drove away from his school. This is always so sweet and innocent and I am reminded of how little he still is as I look up at him in the big windows on the second floor. A few times I have even had a few tears. During the average day, it can be hard to really LOOK at him. We are always busy running around the house, or I am trying to get him to do wash his hands or brush his teeth, or I am trying to keep him safe from cars as we cruises in his jeep, or I am trying to convince him to eat some veggies for dinner. Waving to him up there and seeing that sweet smile allows me to see the smallness of him and his life, and how special our time is together.
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