Saturday, June 30, 2012

Where Does The Time Go?

Where does the time go?  Feels like one minute the kid is walking around is his size 2T camo shirt and the next minute he' accepting a commission to be an officer.  My role as Mom the protector and guider seems so short!  I'm so proud.  He came out of me!

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If I Could Turn Back Time

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