my only child, my son

my only child is growing up

i can kiss him on the forehead without bending over (much)

i can't lift him or carry him anymore

i often find his father's socks in his sock drawer by mistake they are so close in size

he can put away more pizza than hubby and i combined

my only child is growing up, i'm sad, i'm happy, i marvel at the changes each day brings. my only child is growing up