fearless.

My children are FAR more fearless then I ever give them credit for. I guess it's the protective mother in me, but I always think something is too spicy, too hot, too hard....too big. But, unfortunately, I'm facing what has become my biggest fear. My kids are getting big. Now before I look like I've completely lost it (duh...all kids get bigger)....I mean I am watching them get bigger. They are becoming more and more responsible, more open about how they are feeling (this one isn't always easy to hear), more loving...more capable. I am proud of both my children for so so many things. I'm learning how to grow with you guys...sometimes I guess you'll just have to be patient with Mommy. I'm just not so sure I'm fearless about watching you grow.

always a smile. you make my life happy, little man.

Eric, Carter and Katie both lept as high as they could off the front of the boat that we anchored down in the middle of the lake. I couldn't believe that the kids were that brave...they definitely had never been that far out, or that deep. There was nothing but giggles and a breathless effort to be the first one back to the ladder to jump again.

I'm gonna beat you!

I suppose even the most fearless little kids need a mommy hug and a nice big towel.