When Baby Puppy first started going to school, drop-off was like a precisely choreographed dance. I had to park in a special spot (near the classroom window). I had to stand in a specific location to wave good-bye. I had to make a plethora of silly faces for the amusement of the entire prekindergarten class.
Then, one day, out of the blue, Baby Puppy said, "I don't want to watch you leave."
And, that was that.
We still have our good-bye rituals, though. Baby Puppy demands kisses all over her face and "monster hugs." She seems so much less sophisticated about public displays of affection than the other kids. She doesn't know or care that she's being terribly uncool. But, she will.
Someday, out of the blue, Baby Puppy is going to want no more than a perfunctory kiss and hug (if that) before taking off to do her own thing.
And, that will be that.
How can that be?
Sunday, January 27, 2008
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So bittersweet. I remember loving to hold my mom's hand everywhere and then one day I could not. A year later, I couldn't even walk within 5 feet of her in the mall. Sad, yes! I'm happy to report that we are best of friends now. I would even hold her hand in the mall again!
I think I will cry. Out loud. When that day happens.
Sweet post!
Just thinking about it is enough to make me cry!
I firmly believe this is why some women have 12 kids. So as they grow there are still little ones left to love on.
I wait for this day too, knowing it will come.
I'm not sure its possible to be prepared.
i want him to grow, to continue to grow up of course. but why does it hurt so much?
oh hush! I refuse to even talk about it!
Ugh... I don't want that day to come. Sniff sniff.. it will probably happen sooner for me. Boys and all that.... sigh.
If only we could all embrace our uncoolness :)
Ah ... another poignant thought shared ... reminding me how marvelously you live with awareness in the present moment, recognizing the only constant is change.
Hugs and blessings,
I am also in the "don't want to think about it" club. It also reminds me of my own relationship with my mother...we went through that too but does it HAVE to happen? Maybe mine will be the exception....yes, living in denial for the moment...
Oh, believe me, I try not to think about it!
I didn't want to comment on the giveaway post because I don't want to be entered, but I had to say " I have that CD too!" LOL I got it as a freebie from VS. Great idea, I should give mine away, too later this week!
Very touching. I loved this post!
My youngest goes to kindergarten in the fall. She's ready, but I don't know if I am.
The other day I realized my oldest is to old to sit on my lap much anymore. Very occasionally he still can, but he's really getting too big and too independent. It breaks my heart on one hand, on the other I love watching him grow into a young man, and can't wait to see the result.
I will never be ready for that. I can't even think about it...ever...
Great post. Ironflower, at three, already has to be called back to give me a hug before rushing into class. I hate it.
What a wonderful post. No wonder you got Caffeine Court's Slammin' post award.
My son is nine and when he was younger I would crumble at the thought of those milestones. But it's all been so gradual that for the most part it hasn't been as hard as I thought.
Yet it's weird when I say, "I love you," to him on the phone and he responds, "You, too. Bye!" He doesn't always do that, but sometimes...and those are bittersweet moments for me.
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