He is writing his own books these days, has stopped calling hot dogs 'hotburgers', and a thousand other tiny ways he is walking away from littledom. It breaks my heart and at the same time does my heart good. This parenting thing is a trip.
Last night I told him that even though I was sad that he isn't my tiny baby anymore, I was so proud to see what a kind person he was turning in to. He looked at me and said, "I'm doing a good job growing? Even you mom!"
That's the stuff that can make your heart just burst.
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