Our big little boy turns five tomorrow. FIVE. How is that possible!?! He has been counting down the days for quite some time, and keeps talking about how he’s going to get bigger when he turns five. Tonight once he was in bed I told him I had to give him a special goodnight hug because it was the last night he would be four. He told me he’d probably grow a little by morning time and I laughed and said “Sure! You might be too big for your clothes!” He laughed and we said our “good nights.”
About 10 minutes later he appeared at the top of the stairs, I couldn’t see him at first, but I could hear the sadness in his voice. He was fighting back tears when he said to Trey and me, “I’m a little sad.” There was a pause as he was still fighting back those tears and we asked him, “Why?” He said, “Because tomorrow I probably won’t be able to fit in my fireman’s costume or my Buzz Lightyear costume anymore.” And then he completely lost it. He was sobbing.
Trey and I ran up the stairs to hold him and assure him that I was just kidding he won’t grow all that suddenly and everything will fit him just fine for a good while longer. And I promised him that when he did get to be too big for any of his costumes, we’ll get him a new one.
After more tears, he finally calmed down and soon after fell asleep.
But our sweet little boy will be five tomorrow. How can that be?!?! Now it’s my turn to cry!
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