My baby

On Tuesdays Lucy is going to the water park with her YMCA class. Usually the YMCA provides lunch but on water park days they have to pack a lunch. So Monday night Graham was talking about all the stuff we had to get ready for the next day and Christian, very matter of factly, states "Don't worry, I'll make her lunch in the morning."
Then, yesterday a friend of mine asked me the name of the place where I get my kids hair cut. I said I didn't really know the name and Christian said "It's called Style America."

Needless to say, his big kid-ness is smacking me upside the head lately. I'm not ready for it...not at all. So today when he came in, tears streaming down his face because a kid across the street was mean to him, a big kid is not what I saw. Not at all.


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