realization while mowing
I was mowing the lawn with my youngest yesterday and I realized there will come a day when I won't be able to sit him on my lap while we mow the lawn together. No more pointing and telling me where to mow. No more grabbing the wheel and turning back and forth (much to my chagrin).
So, no more taking these times for granted.
Time is flying and I want to be grounded for each of those rides, or each of those silly phrases that it could be the last time I hear them.