
I wouldn't.
What I might do is freeze it.
I was looking at my son's lunch box yesterday. It has a camouflage pattern with skulls nestled amongst the patches of olive and brown and black. And I felt this overwhelming sadness that his lunch box days are coming to an end.
That soon he'll be in Middle school. That lunch boxes will give way to brown bags, or he'll just buy crap from the cafeteria (not that what I send him to school with is much better).
It is going to kill me when it's time to throw that lunch box away.
The same way it hurt to switch his sheets from pirates to plaid.
The same way it gives me pangs when I think about him forgoing reading with his dad before bed, or not taking my hand when we cross the street.
I've had it good for a long time.
He's so great and I love this stage. Old enough to talk to, young enough to want to talk to me.
I just want to freeze time.
I'm not ready to give up the lunch box and all that goes with it.
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I have been thinking about ten this week. I am not there yet. My oldest won't be ten until December. Yet somehow that seems so close. Ten seems big.
I'd like to freeze time too.
Oh boy do I understand. The other day mini didn't want me to hug and kiss her goodbye at dropoff in front of her friends. Already embarrassed at six! I am in trouble. Just thinking about her growing up and leaving makes me so verklempt.
Oh Bets! My son's only 4 (turning 5 in three weeks) and he's already starting to pull away.
He's not as eager to drop everything to give his tired old mommy hugs and smooches. He resists holding my hand when we cross a street or parking lot. In some ways, it's great to see him be so smart and independent.
It means I doing a good job, right?
It still sucks!
i feel for you.
i'm glad you've had a lot of nice memories for a nice long time.
i know all those things will hurt me too. and likely many that i haven't even thought of yet!
i'm so proud of my littlebean. but she's 2 1/2. and i already just kinda wish i had a little less girl and a little more baby!
she even *looks* like a little girl!
Don't even get me started on what womb-cramps I had when I watched a mom with her 2 year old stop to watch a firetruck go by. And NO, I'm not interested in opening up "shop" again.
My heart hurts a little bit each day that goes by....my son leaves for college in August and I am really struggling to pretend like I'm okay with this.
It's so hard watching them grow up, even though it's fun and wonderful to see them grow-I want it to last forever. I want to go back when he was five and so super cute and my biggest fan. :(
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