One day, five years four months and 27 days ago, the MIM and I were blessed with a little prince. The apple of our eyes, the joy of our souls, the reason for our existence and oh-so-much more.
Now he's been growing, the little one has. He left his babyhood and infancy far, far behind him and all too soon, toddlerhood was over almost as soon as it began.
The little boy is quite actually a big boy now and it breaks his Mamma's heart to think it. But it is so. He wants to do things by himself now. He uses big boy words and has 'secrets' that can't be shared with me. He has serious conversations with his friends discussing matters such as films and future careers. It all makes me smile. It all makes me cry.
So you will understand why, when I saw my little-one-turned-big-boy put on his Prince costume from his school play complete with sword and crown, and roam the entire household the entire afternoon and evening, my heart smilingly sobbed at the innocence, childishness and sheer beauty of it all.
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