Lucky

I have been wanting to work on some family scrapbooks so I've been looking through our pictures of the boys the last few days. I was amazed at how much Colin has changed from just a year ago and when I look at pictures of Trevor from when he was 2 or 3 I can't believe how little he used to be. I was watching Logan the other day and I said to Dave, "I remember Trevor at that age, but not Colin." I wondered if I was too busy with a toddler, potty training, babysitting my nieces and nephew and a one year old to remember much of that time. Colin and I sat at the computer yesterday and looked through his baby pictures. He was so cute and in his pictures I can see that Colin was always Colin. I worry about him sometimes because he'll often run off when we're at the store and I won't be able to find him. It's so true that you turn around and a second later they are gone. But every time I tell him not to run off because I don't know where he is, he'll look at me with those big eyes and say in all innocence, "But I knew where you were, Mommy." They grow up so fast, they change from one day to the next. Logan looks so big in his crib now when I check on him at night before I go to sleep. He's starting to say more words, starting to play with toys and his brothers better, starting to throw fits when he does not get his way. These pictures are of each boy at about the same age...they're all around 12-15 months in these pictures. Trevor is the first one in his dad's shoes, Colin is next with the bear (who he is sleeping with right now) and Logan the last with the sweet smile. They do all look alike, but they're so different - SO different. I always wonder what they'll be when they grow up. I hope Dave and I are raising them right so that when they do grow up they'll know who they are, where they came from and where they are going. I think I'm pretty lucky to have gotten the three of them. I hope they feel the same being stuck with me.