Peyton will be 4 years old in January and I CANNOT believe my little boy will be that old! He constantly amazes me and makes me laugh. Today though, was a happy but sad day.
Everyday and everynight I tuck him in to his bed, whether it be for naptime or nighttime. I always go into his room, he will crawl into his bed, I’ll cover him up and give him lots of kisses before I leave his room. Today though was different. Today, I was in the kitchen and he walked up to me, I guess sensing that I was fixing to make him go lay down for a nap, and he said, “Okay, I’m going to go lay down now. Love you mom!” WHAT?!?!?!?! NOOOO!!!! I am coming in there…. I am going to cover you up. I am going to give you lots of kisses until you are laughing. I am going to close your door. ME!!! I almost… or maybe I did… have a minor freakout in my head! He has to still need me. He has to still want me to tuck him in. He has to still want me to kiss him goodnight. He is TOO YOUNG to start not wanting his mommy to do everything for him!!
After he laughed at me and said, “Mom, come in my room after I cover up.” I said Phew, okay.. at least he still wants me to kiss him before he goes to sleep. I can deal with him wanting to cover himself up. That was a little bit of a relief… however, tomorrow is he going to want me to stop kissing him? To stop fixing him food? To stop putting his shoes on? Gosh…. I want him to grow up.. but not THIS fast!! He will always be my little baby boy.. even when he is married with two kids of his own… do you think I could still drive to his house everynight and tuck him in then… when he’s 30? (LOL… maybe I won’t go THAT far… maybe…)
Maybe he just wanted to make me laugh… which he always does. But maybe he too is growing up overnight…. becoming the little boy and little man that I pray for each day… maybe it is time for me not to freak out when he does these “little” growing up things and just thank God that he can do these things! But I’m telling you… when he doesnt want me to give him a goodnight kiss anymore… you might as well admit me into a psych ward…. I can only take so much growing up! 🙂
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