There He Goes

“Here you go, Mommy,” Andrew said with his ting 2 year old voice, setting the trowel down beside me. I smiled brightly down at him. “Scooping.”

“Thank you, Andrew!” I exclaimes, and he grinned back.

“Welcome, Mommy! Bye bye!” He trundled off and hopped into his little plastic car. Shutting the door, he turned the key, cranked over his shoulder, backed up a little, then “drove” away.


It was a moment, a flash, of the future to come. Today, he went about 4 feet, but it looked so real…and one day, crazy enough, it will be.

But today, I’ll just enjoy the littleness of him.

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