(Throwing on the brakes)
What happened to my baby boy? Where in the heck did you hide him? I know this child can not be him. I want my baby back!
Don't get me wrong. I still love him as much as ever and in some ways I'm glad he's growing up and getting some independence. But he's still my baby. I'm not ready.
In the mornings when he's in the shower I'm not allowed to even go in the bathroom for ANY reason. He's behind a shower curtain for goodness sake. It's not like I'm going to pull it back and peek! Just last year he was nakie all the time running around the house with not a care in the world.
At night when it's time to do homework he goes in his room and does it on his own. Last year we practically did it for him.
Suddenly he knows it all and we are S-T-U-P-I-D.
At the store this weekend he wanted shower gel and deodorant. You want what? WHY?
I'm not ready for this, can I protest???!!!
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Hey there. Just dropped by from Kitty's page. I really like the way you write, so I say, Yes, you want to do this blog thing. ;)
How old is your little man? Mine is 7, and believe me...it's all just happening way too fast. I was told JUST THIS MORNING that he doesn't think he'll get married, because he thinks he'll be the kind of guy who wants to drive trucks a lot. Yup.
And my heart swelled with pride. ;)
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