The Little Tiger turns two today. Time flies. Presents are played with and given places on shelves. Fun is had.
It is a little sad as well as joyful. Joy in the growing healthy child, sadness that the baby is grown out of the baby stage and into this new level of interactions with the world. I miss the tiny infant and yet, I love the two year old stage too.
I pray that each memory I seek to make will stick with me forever, all the joy of the snuggles, the laughter, the mischievous grin before doing exactly what I just said not to do, the delight in new discoveries and the happy voice calling every single animal that moves a “kitty”.
I’m blessed. Thank God for the Little Tiger.