Saturday, September 15, 2007

My Little Boy Growing Up

Last night it happened for the first time ever. Monk brushed his teeth, put on his pj's and came out to the living room to kiss me goodnight. "You want me to tuck you in?" I asked.

"No. I'm good," he responded.

He didn't see, but he made his Mama cry with that one. I knew the day would come. My little boy is growing up.


Amy said...

I've been dreading the day when that happens.

Anonymous said...

Reminds me of a little girl heading off to Kindergarten, waving once and never looking back, as I waved at least a thousand times before she turned the corner. I always wondered who gets more "growing pains," child or parent?