Friday, August 28, 2009


Every time I take Noah to football I look at him and wonder where my baby went. Try to remember how your first baby smelled and felt as a newborn. You were so excited, you found your purpose in life, and fell absolutely in love. Fast forward nine years and he is a football player who has practice three times a week, more bruises I can count, keeps secrets from me and has a busier social life than I do. Where did my 7 pound 4 ounce baby go?

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