This afternoon I drove by one of the new, totally decked out grocery stores in St. Louis (Des Peres Schnucks) and remembered a wonderful Saturday morning back from late fall 2010. Dadda and I took you to that store to explore, shop around, and buy Bloody Mary supplies to go visit some friends of ours who had a new baby born almost exactly 1-year after you!
We got to the store and Dadda was thrilled to see they had grocery carts outfitted for kids that looked like little race cars and space ships. From the moment he plopped you in that cart, you two were off and racing for the next hour. I could hear you guys throughout the store, as Dadda made race car noises - "Vrrrrroooooommmmm! Zooooooooom! - catching glimpses of you around corners, in mirrors, and when you two would sneak up on me. You laughed and clapped and had a blast, even when Dadda crashed into various display racks. And what was so interesting - no one seemed annoyed or irritated. Rather, I could see the joy, smiles and laughter on people's faces as they watched this fabulous, loving Dad and his adorable, happy son having a fun Saturday morning together at the grocery store.
Peanut, I hope we get the chance to relive that memory with more kids, with your guidance and blessing. Being a parent, a Momma, was the best role I've ever been lucky enough to have, thanks to you. I've had loads of moments today that have been filled with YOU. Some sad, many bittersweet, but all with a loving tinge of joy. I miss your smile and your blue, blue eyes. And your expressive eyebrows. And little monkey toes. And your smell. And...well...everything. Peanut, I hope you know how much I miss you. And, how much I love you. Guess how much. Yep, that's right. To the moon and back!