This evening Gav and I were making a pizza together, and before we put the toppings on I called him over to the kitchen sink to wash his hands with me. To my surprise, he could easily reach the stream of water, without being lifted or even standing on his toes. I pointed this out to him and found a little lump in my throat as I told him that it kind of made me sad because it meant he wasn't my little guy anymore. To this he replied, "But you will always be my mommy" and he gave me a kiss on the cheek. Once again, I have been reminded that being a mom means handing over your heart, for the good and the bad.
What a good kid.
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