The conversation during the car ride to school this morning went something like this:
“Mama, I don’t want to wear Spider-man on my underwear anymore.”
That would be my 7-year-old, Miles, informing me of his new choice in undergarments.
That would be me, surprised that Mr. Spider-man himself is ready to give up his webbed drawers.
“Nope. No more Spider-man or Transformers.”
“Well what do you want to wear?”
A long pause and a few deep breaths.
“OK, but why don’t you want to wear Spider-man anymore?
He thought about how to break it to me gently then said…
“I’m growing up, Mama.”
Where did my baby go? And, what’s next? At least he still kissed me goodbye before he hopped out the car.
Winks & Smiles,