One of my favorite parts of parenting is getting to experience all of the "firsts" of life with my kids: you know, first teeth, first steps, first time watching a 3D movie...
Big firsts, like the ominous first trip to the dentist.
Disastrous firsts, like the time Linsey tried to cut her own hair.
Unforgettable firsts, like when Hannah realized she was a big sister.
Adorable firsts, like the first time Nattie tried to drink from a water fountain.
I got to be there. For each one. Because I'm their mom. There's nothing quite like the first time my kids finally mastered a two wheeler, or started their first day of school. And with my oldest being only 6, I know I've barely scratched the surface of "firsts" that will happen. I love them. I dread them. I fear them. But no matter how I feel about my kids growing up, I am determined to treasure each new "first" that comes along, because they are a special gift indeed.
What "first" memories do you especially cherish?