fifty two weeks | week seventeen

2015, fifty-two weeks, us

trying to tie this kid down to take a couple pictures of him these days is ridiculously hard.  he is so busy with friends, school and basketball.  i can’t believe he is in his last year of middle school.  it sounds so weird and gives me a rather large lump in my throat to think that he could be out of the house in just four short years.  and i think of all the things i still want to instill in him, all the things i still want to teach him, and the wind practically gets knocked right outta my lungs and my head starts to spin thinking of how fast this time will go.  it’s not fair, they just up and go, they just grow up with no regard to how we, as parents, might feel about that.  i mean don’t get me wrong, i want him to go off and experience life and see the world, find a wife and have a family.  but all that means i won’t be his number one anymore (whom i kidding, that went out the door years ago) but you know what i mean.  his choices will be his and he won’t have to come to me to make big decisions anymore.  i’m just saying this whole growing up thing is really hard on us moms.

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