My baby is having another birthday. And with it comes great pride and a little sadness. Isn’t it funny how we pull children forward – growing, learning and becoming – yet we – as parents – find it a bit hard to see them walk away from the baby years. I do anyway.
This week, our little play kitchen went to another family. I had a hard time letting go of it – because of the memories of making pretend dinner and pretend tea. Thing 1 however, had no, issues “I don’t play with it anymore” Sigh…no you don’t.
Now you can look at a book by yourself. You can colour great pictures. You can get the remote to work when I can’t figure it out. Sigh…
With every year – you are growing – learning – becoming – the person who will take you through life.
I hope you will have courage – to be that person. I hope you have respect – for yourself, for others. I hope you have common sense – because a lot of people don’t. I hope you are caring. I hope you honour your grandparents – because they taught your parents everything important. I hope you succeed. I hope you realize life is not a practice. I hope if you have regrets – that you learn from them and move forward positively. I hope something makes you smile everyday. I hope you take care of your body and your health. I hope you keep your empathy.
Because – to quote Robert Munsch –
I will love you forever
I will like you for always
As long as I’m living
My baby you’ll be.