All at once Jack seems so grown.
He wants to pick his own clothes out ALL the time.
Chances are he's wearing something Under Armor.
And the sneakers- God forbid they're not some type of Zigs.
He's goes off and reads long books on his own- well for his 'required' 20 minutes a day.
No longer so I hear, "Mom- will you read with me?"
It's bittersweet.
Gone are the nights Jack and I snuggle in bed and read books about animals and silly poems.
He'd rather have "MAN TALK" with his Dad.
I rarely check his homework anymore.
He just comes home and does it.
That's it.
Even stuffs it back into the folder on his own.
Friends are incredibly important.
He'd rather be playing with his buddies than just about anything else in the world.
Even his handwriting has changed.
No more big letters like he did in years past.
It's predominantly neat.
He loves to write.
He'll crank out a story in no time.
Makes me smile.
Here's one he wrote this week:
He asked me the other day:
"Mom- how does a baby get INSIDE your belly?"
Ugh- I skirted around that one.
He also recently asked:
"Mom- do you get to kiss on the lips the night you get married?"
Oh boyyyyyy.....
The inquisitiveness of that young man.
Stay young Jack.
You have plenty of years ahead of you to be grown.
Until next time...
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:0 ) Hope to see yall over the holidays!
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