Those adorable little Sketcher boots my son just adores. He wears them every day. One day they will be as big as his Daddy's and while his pairs gradually get bigger my heart gradually hurts more. When we first bought them he was so excited they we "da da boo" now they are his "work boots" In a mere 6 months he went from one syllable words that pretty much noone could understand to little sentences I adore listening to. He will out grow these boots this year and ofcourse he will get another pair but with that new pair of boots comes a new boy, a bigger boy, a less dependent boy. A boy drifting farther and farther apart from him Momma. Away from the one person who would lay down her own life to protect his, the one person who prays so hard for him every single day, the person whose heart just hurts knowing he will not need me one day as he does now. I think I will shove his little feet in these boots for as long as I can as that is one more day I get with my little boy.
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