5 years
WC turned 5 this month. I keep remembering all the little things we did over the years. He has grown so much over the last 2. I keep thinking that we just moved from Germany to Oklahoma. When he turned 2 we spent the day together eating breakfast at Denny’s and then the local park that he loved. I remember how small he was and people just loved him. I remember how on the way out of Denny’s I gave him a dollar bill and he put it in the broken game machine. I felt bad for him because he was upset he didn’t get to play but at the same time I was happy since I had almost given him a larger bill. I keep thinking of all those moments and wondering where all the time went. I keep telling myself I need to write it all down because I am afraid one day I will forget or won’t be here to tell him the stories. I want to continue to have those special moments and watch him grow. Then I wish he would stay small forever. I know that won’t happen. He has started school (Pre K) and now I have to buy his clothes in the boy section. I knew I would one day but I just wasn’t ready for it. I guess I may never really be ready for all the milestones as they come. But hey it’s like the saying goes one step/day at a time.
