The Number One Fertilizer?
I’m acutely aware that my son’s childhood is passing rapidly. Soon he won’t fit in my arms. He’ll stop running around the house squealing, “I love you, Mama.” Hair will sprout on his toes. So birthdays and milestones can be bittersweet. Except potty training. Saying goodbye to diapers has brought only joy, exultation, and delight…