When I got home tonight after work, Carson was in the backyard with Grandma. They had the bubble machine out, and Carson said, "Put this on your "bog", Mommy."
So I got the camera, and he posed as I took pics for the blog. I think it's a little crazy that my 3 year old thinks about what would make a good pic for my blog. I guess I'm training him well.




He had a blast playing with the bubbles, and then he talked me into taking him to the park while Daddy mowed the lawn.
As he played with a little boy that he met, I listened to him interact. It amazes me to hear him talk to people and the things he decides to share. He told the boy his name and phone number. Then they made up games and followed each other up ladders and down slides. He also "transformed" into a transformer. How funny!
Just that little bit of conversing and playing with a little boy makes me think about how someday, he will be independent and not need Mommy to watch him. I will be happy to raise an independent, smart young man, but I will be sad when he doesn't need me as much anymore. I'm constantly reminded of how fast he is growing up, and I don't want to miss or take one moment for granted.
As he was playing with the little boy, he looked over at me and yelled, "I love you, Mommy!" That was the best.