Baby Cal

About a week ago Cal began talking about the end of his childhood approaching. Last night when I came home from the musical, all the boys, including Adam were watching TV together in the living room, wrapped in blankets. Cal was tucked in a chair with Pat looking like quite the infant, at one point batting at his face which I viewed from behind. He proclaimed, "One and a half more hours till my childhood is over." He's so sentimental like that.

It reminded me of last week while I was watching Eli play his cornet at the music camp concert, I focused on his three fingers poised above the valves, moving up and down, and I saw his toddler fingers and wondered how they transformed from that to this moment.