Time passes by so quickly. I can still remember when my then one-year-old son used to hand me his sippy could and would say "Bobosina." I have no idea where the word came from, but knew that it meant that he needed more water in his sippy cup.
I still remember how he used to climb on my back to take a nap (while I lay belly down on the floor, writing fiction in a composition notebook) back when he was two. I loved the way his weight felt.
I love the way he climbs into bed with me and his dad every single morning for some talking and some "lovin'". One day that will stop, too.
But for now, and for the rest of his schooling years, I have him. I have this wonderful little man who makes me think, makes me laugh, makes me smile, makes me grow and keeps me company every single day. There is no reason why I should dispatch my happiness-filled boy to a school that will not treasure him like I do.
Sure, I will have to let him go one day, but what I know that others don't know is that I don't have to do that yet. I know that this is the best time of my life. I don't know that other parents know that.
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