"Every day I am exploring, touching everything I have found.
I leave behind my little marks and handprints all around.
You clean up those handprints, but someday when I'm grown
you will wish you had just one handprint to keep for your own.
I made this handprint for you so that one day when I am tall
you'll remember what my hand looked like long ago when I was small."
Noah made this at daycare and he gave it to us for Christmas this year. While reading this poem I was completely reduced to puddles. I love that chubby little hand print so much. I tried to dry my tears as best I could because I had to run to Walgreens to pick up some pictures. While driving there I thought again of his handprint and tears welled up in my eyes. The lady at the Walgreens photo center noticed my tear stained face and asked me if everything was ok . I replied with a smile, "Yes everything is ok. I just got a really special "hand"made Christmas present from my son."








