Giggles and GrinsDecember 15, 2010 at 5:00 am | Posted in Giggles | 26 Comments
Tags: Birthday, Boys, Children, Fun, Growing Up, Kids, Milestones, Motherhood, Play
Giggles is three this week. Those chunky thighs, those pudgy cheeks — gone, all gone.
In their place, long, lanky legs and a little boy’s sweet face, with eyelashes for miles.
He loves his trains. And tractors. And trucks.
He loves to clomp through the house wearing princess heels. And sometimes a tutu.
He stuffs his pockets with acorns, rocks, and leaves. He carries around buckets and bags full of treasures: books, sticks, magnets, scraps of paper, pipe cleaners, cat toys, and anything else that strikes his fancy.
He knows his letters. “O” and “W” are his favorites. He can count to 20. Except sometimes he forgets 4.
He flat-out runs everywhere he goes. But he’s clumsy. So he wears a perpetual bruise on his forehead or his knee.
His laugh will melt your heart. So will his tears.
He’s having a tough time right now, wanting to be big and needing to stay little. He still needs his mom.
And she still needs him. She knows there will come a time when he won’t, at least as much.
But she will. Always, she will, even as she lets him go.