our bags are {un}packed


Of all the things that have left me speechless - watching from our driveway while Jake rides his bike with no training wheels and the grand finale of first grade (He brought home an award for having the second highest number of AR points in his class - 74 - and a medal for having a servant's heart), his new smile has rocked my world the most. That let go moment of the last thing that was "baby" did it for me, and I cried and I cried.

He lost his top right on a Saturday afternoon a little over two weeks before the last day of school and his top left the day before Honors Day (It was loose before, but after a faceplant on his classroom floor during a game of freeze dance, it was barely dangling, and he couldn't wait to get home so he could pull, pull, pull.).

In between the first and second, we played at one birthday party and one end-of-the-year party, and I packed our bags for the beach. I didn't capture his 50/50 grin before we left, so I made it a point to while we were away.

...from our last few wee early hours there waiting for the sun to shine.

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