Loving yourself despite all storms
The winter nurses warming your shins
Medicating the old dreams
My skull is now his
My baby boy now grown
This life who once examined me senselessly
Is quite decent now
For more than a decade now
It loves upwards now
For this motherhood little spider ant tickling our bite
Kids grow one day he will be up to your eyes and next day you will have to look for his eyes somewhere up there and wondering when did this happen. Beautiful post and photo
So very true, thank you darling!
So lovely, Mari. So perfect this union, expressively set in looks of adoration between mother and son. Just beautiful, you two.
I smile often for many reasons, this being one of them.
Truly George, thank you . . .
First time visitor.
Love your words and pics.
Thank you.
Hello there, and gosh thank you so much!
how lovely Mari
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Thank you Dave!
you’re both beautiful, such a touching post
Thank you Katrina
Es una foto muy dulce y tierna…, además tu pequeño debe ser un “buenaso” mil veces bueno…, pues su carita lo dice todo…
Adiós…
El es un angel bueno. Que te puedo decir, es una maravilla de hijo y hermano. No me puedo quejar, estoy bendesida. Gracias, como siempre
He’s so adorable…thank you for sharing with us:)
Charming him. O’ thank you darin’
He looks just like you! Such a heartwarming wonderful read.
So sweet of you, thank you!
YEs with all our arms and legs!
Aw – those joints
softly
squeezing . .
oh my goodness. He has your eyes and your lips. That is a beautiful picture of you two.
Thanks Chris – Most do say he is my twin – of course considering the HUGE age gap (giggles).
He’s so adorable! and you’re breautiful as well
Thank you darling : )
You’re welcome Mari