Today I chanced upon Blue standing on a chair to get a drinking glass from the cupboard. I stood behind him, afraid that he might fall. After getting the glass, he said nonchalantly, “Excuse me mom, I’m going down.” He walked away carrying the glass on one hand and a big bottle of juice on the other. I asked, “Do you need help pouring your drink?” Blue quipped, “Mom I’m a big boy now...not so big, but a guy!”
How many times have we had this conversation about him not being a baby anymore? Many times he had said, “I’m a man now!” I cried to him just the other day saying, "Please don't grow up so fast!" He just threw it right back at me saying, "Stop crying, Mom!"
Today, he even categorized his “manhood” by calling himself, not a big boy but A GUY! When he went on a school fieldtrip, I was so worried about… well… everything that could possibly go wrong. I brought him to school that morning, and he practically shooed me away. I wanted to bring him to his classroom, but he wouldn’t even let me enter his building. “MoooOOOM!” (He showed me a sign then read it aloud.) “Parents are not allowed beyond this point.” I conceded, but I prompted him for a kiss and a hug. He gave me a quick peck and ran away...without looking back.
Crrrrash! Can someone help me pick up the pieces of my broken heart?
How many times have we had this conversation about him not being a baby anymore? Many times he had said, “I’m a man now!” I cried to him just the other day saying, "Please don't grow up so fast!" He just threw it right back at me saying, "Stop crying, Mom!"
Today, he even categorized his “manhood” by calling himself, not a big boy but A GUY! When he went on a school fieldtrip, I was so worried about… well… everything that could possibly go wrong. I brought him to school that morning, and he practically shooed me away. I wanted to bring him to his classroom, but he wouldn’t even let me enter his building. “MoooOOOM!” (He showed me a sign then read it aloud.) “Parents are not allowed beyond this point.” I conceded, but I prompted him for a kiss and a hug. He gave me a quick peck and ran away...without looking back.
Crrrrash! Can someone help me pick up the pieces of my broken heart?
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