What happened?

Wasn't this just yesterday?



Now my tiny dear boy is getting ready for his first middle school dance! And he's almost taller than I am. And I don't recognize his voice anymore. And... and...

*sniff*

I know.

It had to happen.

And honestly, it just gets better.

But sometimes I miss that small hand clasping mine, begging me to read to him.

I even miss those wretched day-long Monopoly-athons.

Hug 'em while you got 'em, friends. They sure do grow up fast.