I'll love you forever

"I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be."

Wednesday night was the Christmas story at church. Not "the Christmas story" story, but a story pertaining to Christmas. Pastor sits in the front in a story-time type chair, and his wife sits next to him, kinda like Grandma/Grandpa. This year it was a story about how the Christmas tree came to be.
All the kids, from college age to newborn goes up front and sits around their feet, around the Christmas tree and listens. Brendon and I walked up there, and he found his friends, Paul and Jesse (maybe 10 and 14, I'm horrible at guesstimating ages or even remembering!) and sat with them.
He left me alone, sitting on the pew. I felt like he's so grown up. I was thinking how last year I held him in my arms as he just flopped around and this night he left me. About 3/4 of the way through the story, he looked back at me and saw me and I saw my baby boy.

He's 1 1/2 years old. We've already had the discussion where he promises to always be my baby, no matter how old he gets and how many other kids we have after him. I think it's time for I'll love you forever.

"The baby grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was two years old, and he ran all around the house. He pulled all the books off the shelves. He pulled all the food out of the refrigerator and he took his mother's watch and flushed it down the toilet. Sometimes his mother would say, "this kid is driving me CRAZY!"

But at night time, when that two-year-old was quiet, she opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor, looked up over the side of his bed; and if he was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang:

I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be."

~Robert Munsch