WOW - how time flies. It feels just like yesterday when I was
holding my precious baby boy. He was so cute - he would rub my
earlobe between his fingers when he was upset or tired and
I would rock him and sing "You are my Sunshine".
Now he is 8 years old and he doesn't rub my earlobes anymore
and he defiantly wont let me rock him but
holding my precious baby boy. He was so cute - he would rub my
earlobe between his fingers when he was upset or tired and
I would rock him and sing "You are my Sunshine".
Now he is 8 years old and he doesn't rub my earlobes anymore
and he defiantly wont let me rock him but
at bedtime he lets me sing our song while tickling his back.
Oh how I pray that he will never out grow that.
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