A moment from the past. My dear sweet boy. I miss him, yet I have him. I smile with longing the same way I dream of his future. He was 4, now he’s 7. A funny moment from one of my new favorite person’s blog made me realize I had never shared this moment. Well, this is what happens when you’re husband was an over-the-road furniture mover for 15 years. His unnatural obsession with packing tape, made it easy access for this innovative 4-year-old. How could I have forgotten to share this with all of you? Thank you Stephanie at boymamateachermama for reminding me of this moment!