Saturday, November 21, 2009

Our son

It is fun to watch my children grow and change. They do and say the cutest things. Ella used to have her own words like "niece" for "more" and "malt" for "milk". Eli has his own cute sayings too. He says "me me me" which means "read to me."

It is sad that children must grow up. But the growing is made more bearable by our ability to record and keep the memories of our little ones. I remember my father sitting us down around a tape recorder and having us record our voices. We sang primary songs and said our first prayers, reported on our day at preschool and announced excitedly that we wanted to listen to the recording now. As I grew up I loved listening to the tapes of me as a toddler. I loved listening to my father's excited voice as he taught us how to record our voices. He knew then what I understand now: children grow up too fast. I am forever grateful for the blessing of technology that allowed my parents to save our voices. I am even more grateful for the technology we have today that allows me to record my children; not just their voices, but all of them.

And so, here is a video I made of my son. I will watch it over and over again just as I watch and re-watch my videos of Ella. Man, I can't believe what a sentimental mom I have become.