Your Little Boy Is Growing Up

We’re going through a major transition right now – my son’s not much of a baby anymore, but still not quite a toddler. He needs me, but he doesn’t want me. He’s ready to be independent in so many ways, but he can’t always manage to do things by himself yet. It’s bittersweet.

A few days ago, he was sitting in his high chair drinking from a sippy cup – at least trying to. He wasn’t holding the cup up enough, so I tried to help him. That was apparently a major fail on my part and he definitely let me know that he meant business. It was very obvious from his reaction that my help was unwanted and unappreciated.

Oops. I wasn’t aware that we were doing things our own way these days. I guess I missed that memo altogether and I was completely taken aback by it. I didn’t realize that was the direction we were headed and that it would happen virtually overnight. CONTINUED ON THE NEXT PAGE.

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