Footprints in the Snow

I walked Josiah to the corner this morning to catch the bus to school.

We didn't have to wait long. Soon he was on the bus and Josiah was on his way to another day of learning and fun.

On the way home, I noticed our footprints in the snow. His boot prints look so small to me.

I realized that even though I often think of him as getting so big and so independent, that he is still just my little boy. Some day he will have grown taller than his mom but I hope he never outgrows his creativity, curiosity, playfulness, and insightful questioning.