Throwback Thursday

So in efforts to find the perfect Throwback Thursday picture... I fumbled through years of old pictures. 
Let me tell you that this took place after a 30 minute bath accompanied by the jams of one Frank Sinatra.  (You may be asking...."How on the planet did you get all those boys preoccupied to take a half hour soak...?"....Tennis and the anticipation of Spring Fling at school for an eager 7 year old.) Perfect! I'll take it!!!
So with my old school jams still humming in the background, I found myself living moments of yesteryear. 
It is clear like I have said before that time seems to be rushing on by like the crazy people that shop on Black Friday.

I found pictures of a younger thinner me. I found pics of the Captain looking as dapper as ever.  And then of course there was my Little Squish!!! Oh my goodness.... it's almost more than I am capable of handling.  One of my favorites is one of a tiny Shark in an "I ♡ Mom" shirt reaching his little arms up high for me to pick him up. The image causes a flood of emotions that begin with.... I can't remember the last time he did that. I remember when he turned one and we were slowly fading the bottle feedings out. Bedtime was special. I can still feel the way he felt in my arms as we rocked in the blue cushioned rocker. I remember so clearly the way he smelled, like the Lavendar Johnson's and Johnson's. He would smile up at me and with those playful eyes until sleep could no longer be resisted. I knew those moments where drawing near to the close. I can vividly remember reminding myself to file them away in a sacred place in my heart. And I did.
Every now and then my little boy with an old soul and longing himself to remember will crawl in my lap and let me pretend.
Today he seemed so grown up to me. He gets on the bus in the mornings and goes off to school and I drive 20 miles in the opposite direction.  HOW?? How do I let that driver pull away with the toddler that would always tell you where he was hiding in a game of Hide and Seek? How can I let my baby who wanted his milk warmed before bedtime until he was 6 go on about his day with out me???? I have absolutely no idea!!!!