My son is nearly six years old and I can. not. believe. it. I’m in denial really and need help facing reality. My little baby has grown into a young boy. It doesn’t help that he is tall for his age and just “looks” older. The morning of our little photo session he came down the stairs and I swear he had grown a foot overnight.
Although I miss those days of holding him and rocking him to sleep, I thoroughly enjoy being his momma and watching him grow and achieve. He has such a kind heart and is a very giving little boy. He is doing wonderful in school, has a great love for learning and is so excited to share his daily accomplishments with me. I am just so proud to call him my son. He makes me a better person every day and I can’t imagine what I ever did without him.
I love you Chewy. (One day soon I know you won’t allow me to call you that so I’m getting it out of my system now.)