Black Friday Deals Inside!🎄

These are the days of snips and of snails. Of endless exploring and blazing new trails. Of hiding behind me because you’re just feeling shy, of singing your favorite lullaby.

These are the days of favorite plates and cups and eagerly waiting for big garbage trucks. Days of backward shirts and digging in the dirt. Time ticking by with just you and I.

RELATED: So God Made a Boy Mom

These are the days of dandelion seeds and chasing dancing bubbles in the breeze. Days of “a little higher and faster” and childhood laughter.

Days of delight in your eyes over every simple surprise, and believing that if you really practice, you’ll fly. 

These are the days of wanting time to stand still. Days of fingerprints and spills and rolling barefoot down hills. Of long play-filled hours and sweet wildflowers you secretly place on the windowsill.

These are the days of your hand in mine. Of begging to go down the slide “one more time!” Of marveling at how you’ve grown so tall as I measure your height against the wall.

These are the days of learning to be brave, throwing on your cape as you smile and wave. Of invisible battles and climbing up trees, of being the hero and rescuing me.

These are the days of puppy dog kisses and little boy wishes.

Of learning new things and chasing your dreams. Days of catching fireflies in a jar to keep, reading bedtime stories, and watching you sleep.

RELATED: He’s a Boy For Just a Little While Longer

These are the days of ouchies and hugs, showing me each of your rocks and your bugs. Days of childhood struggles and midnight snuggles. All the world’s problems solved in the cuddles.

These are the days of “just one more kiss,” and hoping I’ll remember all of this . . . days of loving you in a thousand ways.

Yes, little man, these are the days.

So God Made a Mother book by Leslie Means

If you liked this, you'll love our new book, SO GOD MADE A MOTHER available now!

Order Now

Stephanie Kramm

I'm a wife and homeschool mama of four adventurous boys and two miscarried babies I look forward to holding in Heaven. I enjoy music, art, and rare quiet moments in nature with a book and some chai. My Master’s is in counseling and I am passionate about advocating for at-risk women and children around the globe. I’m a contributing writer for the facebook pages Snips & Snails & Warrior Tales and this mere breath.

Let Me Love You a Little More, Before You’re Not Little Anymore – 5 Ways to Cherish Your Child Right Now

In: Kids, Motherhood
Let Me Love You a Little More, Before You’re Not Little Anymore – 5 Ways to Cherish Your Child Right Now

Let me love you before you’re not little anymore. Here are five ways to cherish your children:  1. Tell Them I love you. You are so precious to me.  I missed you. I made a mistake, I’m sorry. I believe in you.  I love you. I love you. I love you. Children need to hear they are loved in all situations. Say it when they wake up and before they go to sleep. Tell them for no reason, and when they’re scared and weep. Assure them when they’re cranky, feeling scared or sad. Tell them when you’re angry, even though...

Keep Reading

All of Those Country Songs Were Right—I’m Gonna Miss This

In: Kids, Motherhood
Mom hugging child

Growing up, country music had a lot to say on parenting. I remember it cautioning me to . . . Let them be little, ‘cause they’re only that way for a while. RELATED: He’s a Boy For Just a Little While Longer That this phase is gonna fly by; that it won’t be like this for long. That I’m gonna miss this, that I’m gonna want this back, and that I’m gonna wish these days hadn’t gone by so fast. That the view I’ll love the most is my front porch looking in. That I must have done something right...

Keep Reading

Dear Son, At the 50 Yard Line

In: Child, Motherhood, Tween
Young boy smiling

You are about to turn nine. That puts you about halfway to the age at which you will leave home and head off to college or whatever adventure awaits you upon high school graduation. I have this sinking feeling that as swiftly as we’ve been crossing the first 50 yards, we’ve only been building momentum, and you’re going to reach the endzone faster than any of us are ready for.   I feel like I really only have a good 30-40 yards left before you take off at full speed and score that touchdown on your own. Only 30-40 yards...

Keep Reading