Hello Monday {Sharing Pink Clouds}

I love babies.   I miss having babies in the house.  When I see a new baby at Target, or when I hear a newborn crying, I feel that twinge of mommy-memory, wanting so badly to have that feeling in my arms again of a warm little body covered in soft cotton, and that sound of those little baby grunts and sighs, and that smell--does anything else smell like a baby's head?  I miss everything about those years.

But, now that all my boys are big, and the biggest is halfway through ninth grade, there are new joys to experience, and it's all good.  One of the wonderful things about having a teen is that he teaches me new things every day, and he is so interesting.  (He's also taller than me now, and can reach things for me.)  I am still cherishing every moment. 

The other afternoon, as sunset was getting near, the sky looked amazing.  I called my son to come outside and see the sky, and he grabbed his camera.  We both marveled at the vivid blue sky and deep pink clouds that dwarfed the crescent moon.  "Look at that one!"  "See how the colors change as the clouds move."  "Certain camera lenses make the sky seem rounder."  "The lighting is so perfect..."  

"Thanks for sharing the sky with me."

Five minutes after we came back inside, I looked out, and the pink clouds were gray again.  It was a moment that we would have missed if either one of us had said, "Later."

{Linking up with Lisa Leonard for Hello Monday}