I would never tell my mother such a poem she would use it as a catalyst to martyr herself and make her seem like some saintly, self-sacrificing mother. pfft

I used to have my lads on each hip and my girl in front. How I managed that I will never know.

Watch your back. Both my lads are over 6ft tall. I don't think I could.

I used to carry my son on my shoulders all of the time. For years after it stopped being a regular thingI would still do it on occasion. When he stopped asking to ride on my shoulders, I would occasionally ask him if he wanted to ride on my shoulders for old times sake. He never said no. The distance I could carry that little bugger became less each time. He is 12 now. It has been 2 years since I have carried him on my shoulders. I miss it terribly. Thank you for the post. He has got one more carrying if he wants it or not

I can't read that "the Last Time" aloud without sobbing. It always hits home.

This hits me. When my son was 5, I slipped a disk in my back. One day I could pick him up, the next day I couldn’t. It took years to heal and by the time it did, he had grown too big to lift.