Thursday, March 15, 2012

The Difference a Day Makes

I found this in Cole's backpack a few days ago.


His first love note, to a girl named Walker. (She is pretty cute. I do  have to give him props).

But the day before he left this for ME on MY pillow.


This is Cole and me. The day before I found his love note, I was his favorite girl.

It seems just like that; things happen over night. One day training wheels, the next day they are riding down the street without a frantic parent jogging beside them. It really blows my mind if I think about it too hard, but I try not to. I know this is all part of growing up and my job is just to create the space for him to do so.

But still, the love note made me cry.

Love & Light,

Stacy

Here are some photos from this AMAZINGLY warm week.


Mudding...




Buddha Belly.


I walked out of my house to see TWO turkey vultures sitting on the trees across the street. I will have to look up in my animal totem book what that means...


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