Friday – Snips and Snails
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When you are a child, childhood takes forever. It is one long agonizing wait to be tall enough, strong enough, mature enough, old enough to do what you want to do. Your goals are simple: to be more than you are and to learn what you don’t know. Every day you grow, you learn, you reach a little higher, you inch toward your goal of being grown.
When you are a parent, childhood is over in the blink of an eye. That baby whose helplessness made you feel so helpless becomes a toddler who you can’t keep up with and, before you know it, is a child who longs to be grown but still wants you to pick him up and hold him when things get too overwhelming.
“I won’t be able to pick you up much longer; you’re getting too big,” I tell him this all the time, then gather him up in my arms because I want pick him up and hold him while I still can. I know that soon it will become physically impossible for me to lift him. I may not be able to hold him for like I could when he was an infant, but I can hold him for a few minutes and remember how small he used to be.
I met my son’s Kindergarten teacher today; she seems very nice. I got his lunch money account set up and learned where his classroom is and where the cafeteria is. The school seems so big; my own elementary school was much smaller, but it smelled the same: like crayons and paper and glue and corkboard.
On Monday morning, he will be a schoolboy and not just my little boy.
How did this happen so fast?
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When you are a child, childhood takes forever. It is one long agonizing wait to be tall enough, strong enough, mature enough, old enough to do what you want to do. Your goals are simple: to be more than you are and to learn what you don’t know. Every day you grow, you learn, you reach a little higher, you inch toward your goal of being grown.
When you are a parent, childhood is over in the blink of an eye. That baby whose helplessness made you feel so helpless becomes a toddler who you can’t keep up with and, before you know it, is a child who longs to be grown but still wants you to pick him up and hold him when things get too overwhelming.
“I won’t be able to pick you up much longer; you’re getting too big,” I tell him this all the time, then gather him up in my arms because I want pick him up and hold him while I still can. I know that soon it will become physically impossible for me to lift him. I may not be able to hold him for like I could when he was an infant, but I can hold him for a few minutes and remember how small he used to be.
I met my son’s Kindergarten teacher today; she seems very nice. I got his lunch money account set up and learned where his classroom is and where the cafeteria is. The school seems so big; my own elementary school was much smaller, but it smelled the same: like crayons and paper and glue and corkboard.
On Monday morning, he will be a schoolboy and not just my little boy.
How did this happen so fast?
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Date: 2010-08-20 09:24 pm (UTC)It was just last summer, wasn't it?
She starts her sophomore year of college tomorrow.
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Date: 2010-08-22 12:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-24 05:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-24 07:37 pm (UTC)Even when they get too big to carry, they're still fun to cuddle. ^_^