I hope you will indulge me today while I get a bit nostalgic. My first-born son turns fifteen years old today, and I really cannot believe how fast the time has gone. It feels -- well, maybe not quite like yesterday -- but like just last year, that I held my beautiful baby boy in my arms for the first time and felt myself bursting with love for him. I remember that moment so clearly, whereas I can't tell you what I had for lunch yesterday or where I left my keys this morning. My mind can't quite wrap itself around the fact that it has been a whole fifteen years since then. Of course, I've gotten to know him better over the years as he's grown into a wonderful young man, and I love him now more than ever. So I really can't come to grips with the fact that he will be going off to college in just three and a half years -- which I know will pass in the blink of an eye. I'm trying to treasure every moment.
Anyway, so instead of writing the blog I had in mind for this week, I thought I would share a few photos of some of the murals and furniture I painted for him when he was little. His current bedroom is a typical teenager's room with rock posters on the wall, and not a thing made by mom. ;-)
For my son's first birthday, I painted him
this table and chairs set. It held up to
lots of abuse and still gets use when
the baby cousins visit. I still love the
tortoise shell pattern on the seats.