How to Make Chocolate Milk {and other things to teach your Senior}
Our oldest son, Noah, is a Senior in High School. I remember holding him on his third day of life, singing this lullaby And I'll love you forever, forever my baby you'll be And I'll love you forever. Forever and ever my baby you'll be. Sweet, right? {but then, the 2nd verse ...} I want you to know, wherever you go, should life find us miles apart. I'll always care and always be there, 'cause Mama's love lives in the heart. Wait, WHAT? Someday this baby, whom I love with ALL I am, is going to LEAVE? I immediately started bawling and my mother, who was in town helping us adjust to parenthood, began crying, as well, saying, "That's what happens. You love your child so much and then they grow up and leave." It was a scene, to say the least. I remember laughing through tears, telling Mom she couldn't cry and breakdown - she was supposed to be the strong one in the midst of my postpartum craziness. I thought, for a moment, we might n