What does bother me - the things that make me all stereotypically Mommy-misty - are the little milestones. For some reason, Abby's jump into size three baby shoes just killed me. And when she was two-and-a-half, she brought a bean planted in a dirt-filled styrofoam cup home from daycare, which seemed so kindergarten that it made me cry. I gather from conversation that her father feels much the same way when he lines up the annual pictures of Abby on a Pony at the Fair.
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And Abby, last night when going out to play after dinner, said, "Mom, I think getting Lizzy to sleep before I get back is your goal for tonight."? Part of me thought excuse me? Who do you think you are, kid? and part of me did that Oh Em Gee my kid is growing up so fast thing, where Mommy's heart goes ka-thump. And as I choked back a laugh, I posted it online.
There's a reason this blog is called "Out of the Mouths of Gamers' Babes".
These "small things" do have a habit of sneaking up on us when we're least prepared ;-) and kids are masters of surprise! lol
ReplyDeleteI'm still affected by some of the major milestones too tho.. and my kids are expert at spotting me wiping my eyes..