This is my firstborn son Ben. He doesn't get as much phototime on here as my other two because as soon as I take out my camera he starts making goofy faces. Which is cute but maybe not all the time. Sometimes I can catch him playing and he'll ignore the big black object I keep pointing in his general direction. Like these....
I'm not not sure how the tongue sticking out helps his jumping, it just does... okay.
The other night I was putting this big boy in his bed for the night and we started talking about the future of our family. A future that's possibly about to change...a lot. We've lived in Summerland for four years and in the next few months we may be facing a big change. A big move to another province. We love this place and we love it's people but it comes at a cost. A cost that right now is too great for us to pay. Selfishly, I want to stay. I want to see my friends everyday and drink Diet Coke around my table while our kids make messes in a room nearby. But, this dream means that my husband has to work hard. He has to work long hours at give up his dreams so I can have my big house. It's not worth it. I want more of him. Moving gives us this freedom. We will have a smaller house without beautiful hardwood floors and without a giant tiled shower but it will have more of him in it. I don't want to be one of those families that spends their life trying to get all the right "stuff" but never sees each other. I want simpler...less. less stuff...more family. But, In order for us to be able to do that I will have to say goodbye to some of the best friends I've made in my life. And Benny too.
We sat on his bed and I explained to him that we will probably be moving away and he will have to go to a new school and meet new kids and make new friends. He looked at me as the tears filled his chocolate eyes. "But I don't want to say good bye to my friends." I looked at him and saw the very same emotions that overwhelmed my heart reflected in his gentle eyes. "Me neither." I drew him onto my lap and held him as we cried together over the same loss we both face. We were connected, feeling the same exact sadness and held onto eachother for dear life. I rubbed his back and, through my tears, sang him the same song I'd sung him every night for the last five years and five months.
You are my sunshine....my only sunshine,
You make me happy, when skies are gray,
You'll never know dear, how much I love you.
Oh my dear Benny, I love you today......