My six-year old is now riding a two-wheeler bike.
And while I am so unbelievably proud of this accomplishment,
my heart is literally breaking at how fast time goes by.
Where did my baby go?? How did years seem to fly by and provide me with this self-sufficient and competent young boy at my side? How is it that with each day that passes, he needs me a little less and learns a little more? I know this is the natural progression of growing up, but I am feeling the need to stretch out every single moment.
Childhood goes by too quickly, doesn't it?
But yay for the bike, really! :)
I am a happy, blessed and proud momma, for sure.
xo!
1 comment:
i know just what you mean. i think something clicks when the turn six and things seem to happen more profoundly. at least that's the way it feels around here.
congrats andrew on cruising with only two wheels! you're a rockstar!!
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