Poof

One minute they are toddling behind you getting into everything. With the next blink they are getting on the school bus to go to kindergarten. If you are anything like me, and they are your baby there tears involved that day (lots of them).


It seemed like there were years of baseball practices, and games, and Tournament Ball with travel all over the state (at god awful times of the day, in any kind of weather). 


Then some friends convinced you that football would be cool to play. That was 4 years of nail biting and terror for mom. You only got bumped and bruised, but I was glad when u stopped playing.


Then came transfer to Tech, with the Chip boots and all the other accessories. You were headed towards adulthood at a breakneck pace and there was nothing I could do to slow the hands of time.


The Driving Permit was next, with the required amount of road time and classroom time, followed by a Drivers License. Who gave you permission to grow up so fast, not me that is for sure!! Even before you had your license you bought a car, a sporty little Black Mazda 3. Snazzy little car, that you take everywhere , and now that your 6 months is up, you can take others with you.


This past Friday night I realized how grown up you were. You put on a tux, dress shoes and got Jordan’s corsage ready. You looked like a million bucks. As we headed out the door, it hit me, you were really going to prom, and you were pretty grown up. The 2 of you looked stunning, and I made it through a thousand pictures with no tears.

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