Sep 25, 201207:43 AMPlain Jane
Because Moms Can't Be Afraid to Tell it Like it is
Racing to grow up
This is a picture of my son's race-car bed. We are selling it because my little boy had the audacity to grow up. He now wants a big-guy bed.
Needless to say, I am thoroughly annoyed at the whole growing up thing. Why can't he stay little?
I vividly remember the day we brought this race car home. My son LOVED IT! He jumped up and down, pretended to drive it and danced around like it was Christmas morning. I can still hear his squeaky little voice singing.
I suppose his next request will be for a real car. When that day comes, I'll probably clutch my chest and drop to the floor. Thankfully, that day is a long way off. However, at this rate, it will probably feel like tomorrow. Whoever said of raising children, "Every day feels like a year and every year a minute" totally nailed it.
I'm guessing she also had a little boy who refused to stay little too. Oh the nerve! Now how do we make it all stop?