It’s official: he’s too big for good byes.
I dreaded this day as soon as I heard the news. He was big enough to ride the bus and didn’t want Mom to drive him. His excitement over his announcement became contagious all summer. Every family member laughed in celebration when he told them about his upcoming adventure. Every family member except me.
I still remember that chubby faced 3 year old that loved to play with toy buses but never left my side. The 2 year old that saw trips with Mom in the car as its own adventure. Now, at the ripe old age of 6, Mom’s car rides just aren’t enough.
Maybe its because I see him as 6 going on 16.
Maybe it’s because I’m not only prohibited from saying goodbye, but I don’t get a hug or kiss either.
Maybe I’m just super-sensitive because of my upcoming departure.
No matter the reason, it’s still official….
He’s growing up.
you see, your dog will always be dependent on you… which is why I have them instead!
Well, I’m very sleep deprived (helped edit Jenny’s paper last night & this morning), but I so can relate to your comments. Yes, your little guy is becoming a little man. I’m off to get some Kleenex as I got all teary-eyed just reading it.
I think you’re as sentimental as me! Oh wait, that’s not possible as my kids consider me the most sentimental mama on the planet. You may come in a very close second…
Don’t you wish someone would invent some magical pill that would keep them little for a bit longer?! I know they have to grow up eventually but it happens too darn quickly for my liking.
He’s asserting his independence, but I’m pretty sure those hugs aren’t gone forever! You’ll find hugs when you least expect them – and when he needs them most.
Awwww. 🙁 And it happens so fast.
Ugh, it’s like a dagger to your heart, isn’t it? I can relate.