Again, talking with Ezra about the idea that someday he won't live with mom and dad.
"I want to live in California."
Later that day...
"I want to live in the mountains...by myself. You'll have to take an airplane to see me...or a train."
Suddenly remembering my own admiration of Grizzly Adams. What was the name of his bear? I always wanted a bear.
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One of my greatest fears is that I will, little by little, begin to forget the series of seemingly insignificant events of my boys' early years. Perhaps I fear this because I know that these years are THE most formative. On second thought, it's not so much that I fear forgetting but I fear that there will come a day when I do not know my own children. Perhaps my hope is that if I pay attention now...I will know them better then, and in turn, they will know me.
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