Thomas the Terrible
It is becoming all too evident Thomas is growing up on me. I'm happy, and sad, and mystified all at the same time.
Even as I sit here, at this very moment in time, Thomas runs up to me happily exclaiming "Look Mom, see, they fit!" He is pointing down in cheerful exuberance at the Superman socks he found, tucked away precisely where he hid them the day I bought them, in the bottom door of the entertainment center.
"Look at that! I forgot I even bought those," I'm smiling, but sad, because I know that moments like these will soon be coming to an end. He's growing up on me, each new day just one more step toward his own independence.
"Have a good day," Thomas is playing with a blobby looking action figure, putting him away in the toy box. He says this because this is what I say to him each and every day I drop him off at daycare. I kiss him, I hug him, and I tell him to have a good day with a smile on my face.
I continue to be amazed when I discover that I have unintentionally molded his tiny little budding life.
The first time I heard him use the word "filthy" I laughed.
The first time I heard him say "vehicle" I was shocked.
The first time I heard him say "I love you Mom" it melted my heart.
So, here I sit, on a peaceful Sunday morning, Thomas sitting a few feet from me wearing his new pair of Superman tube socks, eating a Scoobie Doo multi color pushup, watching the Disney Movie 'Cars'.
At the moment, life is good.
Even as I sit here, at this very moment in time, Thomas runs up to me happily exclaiming "Look Mom, see, they fit!" He is pointing down in cheerful exuberance at the Superman socks he found, tucked away precisely where he hid them the day I bought them, in the bottom door of the entertainment center.
"Look at that! I forgot I even bought those," I'm smiling, but sad, because I know that moments like these will soon be coming to an end. He's growing up on me, each new day just one more step toward his own independence.
"Have a good day," Thomas is playing with a blobby looking action figure, putting him away in the toy box. He says this because this is what I say to him each and every day I drop him off at daycare. I kiss him, I hug him, and I tell him to have a good day with a smile on my face.
I continue to be amazed when I discover that I have unintentionally molded his tiny little budding life.
The first time I heard him use the word "filthy" I laughed.
The first time I heard him say "vehicle" I was shocked.
The first time I heard him say "I love you Mom" it melted my heart.
So, here I sit, on a peaceful Sunday morning, Thomas sitting a few feet from me wearing his new pair of Superman tube socks, eating a Scoobie Doo multi color pushup, watching the Disney Movie 'Cars'.
At the moment, life is good.
@ 11:00 AM
10 Comments:
Just think in a few years time you'll be able to do all sorts of wonderful things with your grand kids, hahahahaha :P
Do I get a clip around the ear for that one??? ;)
Gareth, now, are you insinuating I'm getting old?????
For shame!
No not at all, I was merely pointing out the fact that .................. ok ok yes I was saying that you are getting old *ducks* misses flying book *slap* didn't see hand hitting back of head :(
;-)
Smart choice, ducking saved your life! That was a very heavy book!
Now, if I'm not mistaken, didn't one such little leprochaun celebrate a very important milestone birthday the other day??
Hmmm?
Looks like Gareth is getting old right along with the rest of us. LOL
LOL the other day??? Ummm try almost 2 months ago :P
But in leprechaun years you are quite right, it may as well have been yesterday.
Just remember one thing - you will always be older than me! Phew, missed another book ....................... dang it, where did that foot come from?!
The foot.... LOL!
Looks as if the self defense course has come in handy. ;)
This was a really sweet post. I read things like this and it makes me wonder if I should re-think the whole having kids decision.
Sweet. <3
Oh Sheri I am so with you on this post. My little ones are 11 & 12 and they still never fail to amaze me. LittleMan told me his shoes were getting too small. It took me a full week to get around to getting him a new pair and when we did, he grew 1&1/2 sizes in just 2 months. His feet were already bigger than mine and now his shoe size is only one size smaller than the hubby!!! Talk about growing too quickly, he's only 12! I love every age and stage and it goes so very quickly.
You forgotto mention he's in his tighty whities! Great post. Every parent can relate.
I freaked out when my kid started reading billboards.
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