Ethan & Ezra...to Remember

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.

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Order

I can tell Ezra is awake when I hear the patter of small feet on the hardwood floor. He is quite systematic in his wake-up ritual. First, he turns his fan off (of his own accord). Then he opens his door and shuts it behind him. He seems to be a person who values order.