Flag football.  OMG the kids were so cute.  Noah is playing flag football this season and Gregg is co-coaching.  It is too cute.  Noah is on a team with two other boys from the path, Curly Colin and Rippin Riley.  They were so cute.  Colin played last year so he is a veteran 4/5 year old team member.  Noah and Riley are learning the ropes.  The running backward proved trouble for many!  Watching the kids play defense was down right hilarious.  WE had some yummy hors derves and the kids munched on some fruit when they were done.  Our first game is a week from Saturday.  As Gregg says we hope that they are at least all running in the same direction.

OK I am going to start this by saying if you are not a parent you may not get what I am about to write.  You may also think I have lsot my mind.  For those of us who have spawned, read on.  I’m starting to get my sad “baby growing up” feeling.  This morning Cooper came down around 7 am(the usual).  This is about the time that I get my breakfast and vitamins on a platter and bring it to my bed to eat in bed while I watch the news(GMA).  He climbed up and decided to he wanted to eat some of my Fruitty Pebbles.  We sat there together sharing a bowl.  His cute baby soft morning skin is so sweet and especially soft.  I leaned over and kissed his pebble chewing cheek.  When all of a sudden it hit me.  He is going to lose those soft chubby cheeks soon.  Noah did.  Oh MY!  There is no better feeling than placing a big fat kiss and feeling your lips sink into that cute baby fat.  After breakfast I continued to squeeze and kiss him(thank god he lets me) until I finally had to get up and blow dry my hair(oh and get the fruitty pebbles off my pants.).  When I was at work I thought about him and how much I wanted to squeeze him and couldn’t believe how much he is growing.  Today at Noah’s football practice I watched Cooper have a conversation with another 3 year old.  They just talked back and forth like they knew what they were saying to each other.  As far as I know they did, I didn’t interfere.  It just reconfirmed that he is getting to be a big boy.  Finally tonight he was in his PJ’s and going back up to bed(AGAIN)  and I watched him waddle away.  I thought about how much I loved him and if he would remember just how much I loved him.  Would he remember when he was 5 starting school?  Would he remember when he is 13 and thinks mom is a dork?  Would he remember when he is in high school and mom is warning him to be careful?  Would he remember when he goes off to college and makes a life for himself?  I know that he will not TRULY know until he has a child of his own.  I will be there and I will share just as much love if not more for that little peanut.  My boys are the best gift I never knew I needed!

PS.  I don’t want to be a grandma for at least another 20 years!  PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!