Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Man Child

Though I sometimes wish I could re-play a day in the company of a pre-schooled aged JT, he's no longer a lap-sized bundle of silly little boy.  I know that.  The problem is that in my mind, I am the mother of this boy.
Or this one.
Reality these days is somewhat larger than these boys.  While he isn't yet fully grown, he is running headlong into manhood.  Sometimes I feel my little boy slipping away and I just want to stop and embrace the moment.  These days he is big and strong and all sorts of teenaged madness, thankfully with a sense of humor and the confident knowledge that his mama thinks he hung the moon.

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