My Dearest Baby Boy:
You are….growing up too fast.
We went to the store this weekend because your pants were too short, and your shirts were too tight. Usually, I go right in Target, go to that nice $5 section and get you a few items. But….you can’t fit anything in that section anymore. Or rather, it’s JUST right. Which means you would grow out of it by Christmas. Reluctantly, I turned to the other side of the aisle.
I was amazed. Just AMAZED that the xs in the big boy department were just your size. In fact, they were ALSO just right.
Your vocabulary is OUT OF THIS WORLD now. Sometimes I feel like I’m talking to a grown person. The “whys” have started. You are talking about and reasoning everything out in that clever mind of yours.
You are growing up.
And soon it will be time to teach you things. To take away some of that innocence and teach you how the world works outside of the safe environment of our home.
But whenever I am mourning the loss of this time in our lives, you give me this impish little smile of yours.
And I’m reminded that you will always be my baby boy. And then, I don’t worry so much anymore.
This post is a part of a blog circle with a group of moms from Clickin Moms. Please follow the circle and check out the talented Erin Pasillas of Erin Pasillas Photography.
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