These Moments

Greyson has had his two blankets "Duckie" and "Fluffy Blue" since he was a baby. They have served in many capacities over the years....isolette covers, baby beds in the NICU, baby blankets at home and travel companions. There has rarely been a day in his life where one of these blankets hasn't been with him when he has drifted off to sleep.

When he moved from his crib to his big boy bed it was these blankets that went with him and smoothed that transition. Most nights when we put him to bed he insists on being blanketed by one of them, though he is far too big to actually be covered by it. In the mornings I usually find him like this....


with big boy comforter and sheets discarded and curled up in a tight little ball under one of his trusty blankets. At some point, he will be too big for his blanket and will eventually cast them away as most children do with their childhood possessions but until then I will cherish some of these last bastions of baby-dom.

Over the years many people have asked me why I blog. I give my usual pat response "It helps the grandparents keep up so many miles away." But the real reason, I have come to learn, is more for me than for them. These types of moments, the ones that just aren't captured in a baby book, the ones that easily slip away from old faded memories like mine, will be forever captured here. When I am old and gray in the nursing home I can read through these entries and remember these simple moments that I forgot. The moments that capture Greyson or Quinn's personality better than a birthday party memory, even though those are far easier to remember. Because life isn't ever about the big things but it is always about the little ones.