The good news: He still fits in my lap.
The bittersweet news: Now he’s the one reading to me!
This whole kids growing up thing has really thrown me for a loop this summer. I find myself staring at them, trying to memorize time. Attempting to capture the curved nose, sparkly eyes, and round cheeks. Chin angled, full lips, strong hands.
And now he’s reading. Reading! When did he learn to do that? How?! I dread the day when my lap no longer holds appeal. When he stops offering a good morning hug. When I get traded in for a more interesting nighttime routine.
For now, he still fits in my lap, and he reads. Absolutely a Finer Thing!
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