all grown up and going to day care
Tony has started day care. I dropped him off Monday…and didn’t like it. Not that I don’t think he’s in a great day care, it’s just letting go. Up till now he’s been ours. He has been mine and Sarah’s and grand ma’s. It’s hard to share something so precious.
I remember when I first realized that Jack had a life outside the home. It was weird to have people I didn’t know talking to Jack. His peers and teachers out in public. I remember some little 5 year old girl and 7 year old boy coming over to us in a restaurant. Jack was 5 as well. They talked…in that 5 year old kinda way, then walked away.
“who was that?” I asked.
“My girlfriend and her brother.” Jack admitted.
“Well, what is her name?” Trying not to make a big deal that my baby boy was a pimp daddy.
“I don’t remember.”…just like his old man…sniff sniff.
Now it’s just a matter of time before Tony has a love interest that he is not on first name bases with. I wanted to keep him to ourselves for a little longer. Especially during his cute chubby cheek stage. Just wanna pinch ‘em…and not let the daycare people enjoy them at all…
March 20th, 2008 at 4:54 am
“That’s my girlfriend … I don’t remember.” That’s hilarious!
Man, well done on letting go without fully letting go, if you know what I mean. It’s hard to hand em over to someone else’s care and watch their life begin to expand in ways that you don’t watch over.
May 3rd, 2008 at 11:33 am
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