Today I realized that my "baby" is all grown up. Yup. Just like that.
All with a simple phone call.
As I chat with my dad I hear the pint sized boy begging to talk to me.
Then we had a full on conversation. First time. Ever. On the phone.
He usually just says hi and then hands the phone back. Not today.
We made plans to have a date later tonight, he told me what he was eating & how much he dislikes brown pillows (frosted shredded wheat bites).
And I was sad.
I don't think I am ready to lose another boy to adolescence.
Not when the eldest one has decided to venture off into a land called "Puberty" - without even asking me if I was ready!
Just one more year of baby is all I ask.
That way I can still tell people my extra baggage (ok, weight) is because I just had a baby.
3 years ago.
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