little boy Big Boy
Chad and I took apart the crib this weekend and put together Zayne’s fire truck bed. Zayne loves it! I think it his great that he is growing up, but then its not. I like having this cuddly little boy. He told Chad the other day that big boys don’t need hugs. He’ll be three in May. Where does he get that?? Don’t care how big he gets, he’ll always get hugs from mommy. Daddy too, Chad sure did pout when Zayne told him no.
We’ll be getting the basement finished pretty soon so Sarah will have her own bedroom and bathroom downstairs and Zayne will have Sarah’s old room which is right next to ours. Wow! That is going to be such an adjustment. Wonder how many times I will fall asleep in Zayne’s room because I miss him?
I’ve read in several places where women say the best job in the world is being a mom. I would have to agree. I don’t think a day goes by that I don’t consider being a stay at home mom. I don’t want to miss anything. It breaks my heart when Sarah talks about the moms that help out in her classroom. This was the first year I was able to take a day off and help at their Valentine party. It was fun. All the kids are so nice. Next year Sarah starts junior high and she won’t want mom around.
Luckily, I still have Zayne. I hope to be able to go to every school function he has. I want to be that mom that is there no matter what.
I am not ready for my little boy to be a big boy. Or my little girl to be a preteen. When did all this happen? I certainly didn’t get any older.
