A Pajama Mama

We had a family wedding this weekend. My nephew got married...the first grandchild of 9. That's the groom in the picture. That's the gaze on the face of the groom that brought tears to my eyes. It's the gaze of a groom awaiting the arrival of his bride. And it was beautiful. The song playing as he waited was "Out of My League" by Stephen Speaks. " I love her with all that I am. And my voice shakes along with my hands. Cause she's all that I see and she's all that I need and I'm out of my league once again." And then, she came through the door. A beautiful princess bride prepared to meet her groom. Our little princess leaned over and whispered, "When is the kissing part?" With her hands folded against her cheek, she sighed, "The kissing part is the best part." I'm sure the groom thought so, too.

With her head buried in my shoulder as she sobbed, I felt her little tears trailing down my arm.  As the Mommy, it was bad enough (in the best way possible) that our youngest baby just turned 6 years old. Must we add insult to injury and discover not one but TWO loose teeth?  "But I don't want to be a big girl," she sobbed. "I just don't want to be a big girl! When will this be over?"  I hear ya, sistuh.  There are times when I just don't want to be a big girl!   There are times when I wish my biggest concerns in life are if the Tooth Fairy will come or where my princess crown is hiding.  There are times when I wish my biggest decisions in life are which swimsuit to wear to the pool or which headband best matches my outfit .   There are plenty of times when I, too, want to sob..."When will this be over???"  You, too?  Umhmm. That's what I thought. The good news is that whatever is going on in my life or yours, it's ok to tell Father tha...