Trastesitos

Did you have any trastesitos de barro when you were little?  These were mine.  I took them out for them to play with the other day.  They loved them. 

Looking at them brought back so many beautiful memories.

Memories of my carefree childhood days.  Memories of my abuelita, Mama Lisa (because she considered her self too young to be called abuela.)  Memories of warm summer days spent by the beach tasting the sweet warm salt in the air.  Memories of Christmases filled with piñatas, villancicos, ponche and lots of familia.  Memories of a younger sister and I, dressed alike pretending to be twins (she's a fair skin redhead, I'm not.)  Memories of tias and tios, primas and primos.  Memories of long trips across the Mexican country side and the clickity clack sound of a train rocking me to sleep.  Memories.  Beautiful, wonderful, memories that I don't ever want to forget.

Happy Thursday.  May your memories live on.

time sure flies

Where has my baby gone?  First kindergarten, now his first tooth is loose! He is growing up way too fast and I mean WAY TOO FAST!  I want time to slow down, I want to savor every bit of his childhood.   I'm scared that one day he no longer will want to bathe me with hugs and kisses!  My baby boy is growing, growing, I tell ya! 

I know, I'm a bit melodramatic, but...the moment he came into my room Saturday morning and the first words out of his mouth were, "Mami, my tooth is loose!"  I just wanted to sink back into my bed and make time stop! I hugged him of course and cheered him on and told him all those wonderful things a  mami tells his excited child loosing his first tooth, but then as the day went on and I would catch glimpses of him playing with his newly loose tooth, I would travel back in time... 

To the day I found out I was pregnant!  When I heard his first cry.  When  the doctor announced, "He's a boy!"  Oh,  back to when I first held that tiny little beautiful being in my arms. So warm, so frail, so, mine.

He is no longer that tiny fragile being.  No.  He sure isn't.  He is strong and smart, and the sweetest little boy (or shall I say big boy) you'll ever meet.   And very much independent.  Little by little he needs me less and less.

And all of these thoughts ran through my mind, just because he announced his tooth was loose.

He is growing up that little boy of mine.  He is indeed.