Seven

There are moments in my life that stand out more than others.  I'm sure it is that way for all of us... certain years that lessons were learned, knowledge was gained, and when prominent happiness infiltrated our days.  When I was seven was one of those times in my life.  When my kids ask me to tell stories from my childhood, so many are from when I was seven. Sometimes I wonder why that year was so significant.  Maybe it is because that is the year I learned to play baseball for real with my brother and all the boys in the neighborhood, or how I hid a She-Ra doll behind a bush so I could keep it and play with it longer and consequently felt immense guilt for stealing something for the first (and only) time in my life.  Or maybe how we started going to church, or because I loved my second grade teacher.  

I don't know why that year seared more memories into my brain, but I do know it probably has something to do with that is when I felt like a big kid.  Not one of the little ones anymore.  

Seven was big stuff.

Chaser is now seven.  Big stuff seven.  My heart is full of gratitude that I get to raise him, and it is also breaking a little.  I've always loved planning fun parties for my kids and I think I figured that one out.  Maybe its to mask the pain of them turning another year older.  Redundant, yes; I know I am.  But I do get a little blue when I realize my kids are growing up...  soooo fast!  I am so thankful they are here and I wouldn't have it any other way, but I wish they'd slow down a little bit.  Let me hold them and kiss them and play with them a little longer.  

Thankfully Chase is still willing to let me love on him.  Because I don't think I can resist kissing those cute cheeks.

I think he is becoming such a handsome young man.

On Friday, we did a little mini-photo session at the cherry orchard down the road.  I think we got some cute photos- mostly candid because Chase hates to pose for photos.  Livvy had to be right with Chase the whole time, just like every day.  They are two peas in a pod these days.  Really good buddies...best friends.  :)

Happy 7th Birthday Chase!  Your Mama Loves you!

 

 

I knew if I posed him like this, he'd stay for a while and I could get some shots. :)

 

 This is when Chase was fishing for a piranha- Me. Hmmm...

wonder what that means.

Oh-Livvy, You're pretty cute too. :)