Leia saw this picture and said "Baby screaming Happy Birthday to you"
I don't think baby Dakota was screaming that. But it was the coolest thing EVER to hear that 1st cry. 7 months before, I thought just hearing his sweet little heartbeat was the best sound in the world.
Each moment is precious.
They say .... As a child, you sing songs. As an adult, you finally realize what the words mean.
The song that comes to mind right now is "Cherish the Moment" by Patch the Pirate. I never understood why it brought tears to the eyes of the mommies in the audience when we sang it. I'm sure each mother/parent was reminiscing back to the day when their children were little ones. I can't hear this song, much less read the lyrics, without a catch in my throat and a tear in my eye. (and no! it's not an eyelash or the beginning of a cold...lol)
Cherish the Moment
Read my book, rub my back;
Mommy, listen to my prayer.
Let me sit in your lap.
Daddy, fly me through the air.
Throw a ball, make a snack;
Can we go to the park?
Tuck me in, hold me close;
I’m afraid of the dark.
Mommy, listen to my prayer.
Let me sit in your lap.
Daddy, fly me through the air.
Throw a ball, make a snack;
Can we go to the park?
Tuck me in, hold me close;
I’m afraid of the dark.
(Chorus)
Cherish the moment;
Soon you’ll be apart.
Cling to the mem’ry;
Clasp it to your heart.
Soon comes the day when
you’ll have no child to hold,
So cherish,
cherish the moment.
Cherish the moment;
Soon you’ll be apart.
Cling to the mem’ry;
Clasp it to your heart.
Soon comes the day when
you’ll have no child to hold,
So cherish,
cherish the moment.
Sing a song, play a game;
Swing me high in the air.
Ride a bike, fly a kite;
How I love the times we share.
Hold my hand, hug my neck;
Daddy bounce me on your knee.
Come and sit by my bed;
Mommy sing me to sleep.
Swing me high in the air.
Ride a bike, fly a kite;
How I love the times we share.
Hold my hand, hug my neck;
Daddy bounce me on your knee.
Come and sit by my bed;
Mommy sing me to sleep.
(Chorus)
Cherish the moment;
Soon you’ll be apart.
Cling to the mem’ry;
Clasp it to your heart.
Soon comes the day when
you’ll have no child to hold,
So cherish,
cherish the moment.
Cherish the moment;
Soon you’ll be apart.
Cling to the mem’ry;
Clasp it to your heart.
Soon comes the day when
you’ll have no child to hold,
So cherish,
cherish the moment.
Think ahead to a time
When your little ones are grown;
Hold them tight, don’t lose sight
Of the blessings you have known.
Think ahead to a time
When your little boy’s a man
And you’d give anything
Just to hold him again.
When your little ones are grown;
Hold them tight, don’t lose sight
Of the blessings you have known.
Think ahead to a time
When your little boy’s a man
And you’d give anything
Just to hold him again.
(Chorus)
Cherish the moment;
Soon you’ll be apart.
Cling to the mem’ry;
Clasp it to your heart.
Soon comes the day when
you’ll have no child to hold,
So cherish,
cherish the moment.
Cherish the moment;
Soon you’ll be apart.
Cling to the mem’ry;
Clasp it to your heart.
Soon comes the day when
you’ll have no child to hold,
So cherish,
cherish the moment.
8 years...that's ALOT of moments...with many more to come.
Happy Birthday to Mr. Dakota Wyatt. Mommy and Daddy are so proud of you. We look forward to all the fun times, silly conversations, and long walks through the woods in the coming years.
-enJoy
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