What day will you think of as you lay dying? Many many happy moments, much to be grateful for, but a whole happy day? I only have a few. And meeting Baby Boy was definitely one of them.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirUnDr0WynYFiuXTzetvrb4DQiiSdrGPcTuXz-Ro67Tb9yf09uj3TIy0h4T3L_-cIWvT7BaIVOlyuMk7fATofTGVXFsapvO593GcwPtgCKexu9oVAGvGULdK1_oSWaG54B6QxifJTG4efC/s320/max+as+baby.jpg)
He was delicious.
Then he got bigger.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd-yo00P3K0IglUmKF82L0646_XYpl0EV56X7FbUOMPljHALhaIw4YCd3i6v_G-LtQ8H7g2RV9YFiqOeV2HxazGK89BxymPe8Aiis_thwxB0QqY8aUQ6rHZHgS64F0U5JRORQv_TCuHnZq/s320/max+on+the+train+w+my+finge.jpg)
I made sure he held my hand when we crossed the street and I called him my Baby Boy. In public.
And then he got even bigger.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB7a97UN629As1Th91qsM3i7e3xd4NvcqtGzWcYzBjbUGluTh1woIJFsWUaUX-GpvomOz2wd6YhRzioI5Uc7ukSDHKuFSNgLKg7sb7dKmmZbMcr_0QviTyvAbBFFIqBNuZ9K-QYT2Rvz0u/s320/max+court+wide+3.JPG)
I could no longer insist on him holding my hand as we crossed the street and I was not allowed to call him anything except his name.
Now he's 18.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhKy6g-us-EtVXmwusy8js3c1AOufCwf-MRuqESRMkuJOaxIkYaihzLVvcbsfd3eFkPyWk7U9PoElcnRg5KdeLK9sJa1m-V34AwHm7wzX5LfcDR-_uTVYJA9KNA0jSkKjD0JeuubNTYczz/s320/max+at+18.jpg)
I call him B.B. and even if I can't hold
his hand, I still make sure
my hand is on his shoulder as we jay-walk our way back from a movie.
***
Related Posts: