Things I hope to never forget

I was rocking Greer to sleep today and thought to myself " One day he will be too big to sit in my lap and rock." That will certainly be a sad day. I treasure the days of rocking. Especially the end of the day. I know, or presume, he has had a good day when he lays his head on my shoulder and coos himself to sleep, and in the midst of his sleep sometimes, I notice that he is smiling. I take this as a good memory on the days events. One day he will no longer be so willing to share his thoughts so openly and I am praying that the small smiles now will carry me back when that time comes.