Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Growing Up

Today, I asked him (picture from 2007)


about his day at preschool. He told me who he played with and what they did together. I knew what snack was because his teacher and I had already discussed it, because I was supposed to substitute for her this week. I knew they had pretzels and marshmallows, that they used them to make houses since they are talking about homes and family this week. I asked him what he had for snack, just because I wanted to hear that sweet mispronunciation that took us weeks to decipher "sweesh moes." But, loud and clear, as if he had been doing it all his life, he said, "marsh moes." My "Mommy heart" skipped a beat and he


grew up and I took a step closer to letting go.