Thursday, May 25, 2006

Golden Sunset of Childhood


Yesterday was his last day of elementary school. He is almost as tall as I am. His body is bigger, stronger. He is a good student. He is getting more responsible. He showers without being asked.

I spent so many years wishing for him to get here, but now...I am a bit sad.

Thankfully, he still plays.
With abandon.
Without noticing the girls...yet.

6 comments:

JennG said...

Oh! There was just enough wistfulness in your entry to make me want to sigh. Getting older can be such a double-edged sword, can't it?

Code Yellow Mom said...

I wonder how many times a mother thinks, "Oh, I wish I could just bottle him up at this age and he would stay like this forever..." Sigh.

Love this post. Makes me feel nostalgic about my growing three-year-old.

Code Yellow Mom said...

P.S. I glue the "extras" to the mats or else they shift like crazy when you add the glass and frame. The picture on this post would be awesome for that kind of thing...

Grammy said...

It's funny, isn't it. We work toward their independence from the day they are born. But each big step toward heir achieveing it brings just a touch of sadness. It was kind of nice being needed, eh?

Jan said...

Thanks for visiting my blog. I just read through about 10 of your entries, and really enjoy your style. I'll definitely be back!

Nettie said...

What a great picture! Mine just started noticing girls. **sigh**