OK, I am not particularly squeamish!
I mean I have birthed 4 babies - 2 without any pain medication - TWO!
I have been through the LONG and FRUSTRATING adoption process, which if you have NO patience (like yours truly), can be extremely painful and not for the faint of heart! Heh!
I have seen my fair share of skinned knees, bloody noses, road rashes, cuts, scrapes, stitches, bumps and bruises!
It comes with the territory...
Three boys and two little girls who have, well, three big brothers
Nuf said!
But this...
This was a bit much for even me, a well seasoned Mom of five!
I mean things sticking out of parts of my children's bodies is just too much y'all!
I did offer to pull it out but he refused.
He wanted to cut it out
Oh my!
I was able to get the scissors
and sterilize them
oh yeah and take a pic cause...
I blog, don't ya know!
But that was it
apres' pic, I HAD to look away!
Yes, this was my eldest
who wants to be in the military
I guess this was good practice - but for whom??? Sigh!
He managed to get it out...
without me...
AND
he shaved for the first time tonight...
AND
he is finally taller than me...
AND
he will be driving this year...
Sniff Sniff
AND
I cannot bear much more!
My seriously cute little 2 year old who had to be rocked to sleep every single night with his pacy and his blankets and his "Bo" and "Ginger" just cannot be old enough to cut splinters tree branches out of his own foot, shave his beautiful baby face, look down at me AND start driving soon!!!
Say it ain't so!
Do they make sneakers with heels???
My first baby is growing up
and even though there is a small part of me that was relieved that I did not have to cut thatsplinter tree branch out of his foot...
there is a bigger part of me that misses the days when he needed me (ALL the time)
when he was totally dependent on me...
for everything...
24/7
7 days a week
including holidays...
He managed to get it out...
without me...
AND
he shaved for the first time tonight...
AND
he is finally taller than me...
AND
he will be driving this year...
Sniff Sniff
AND
I cannot bear much more!
My seriously cute little 2 year old who had to be rocked to sleep every single night with his pacy and his blankets and his "Bo" and "Ginger" just cannot be old enough to cut s
Say it ain't so!
Do they make sneakers with heels???
My first baby is growing up
and even though there is a small part of me that was relieved that I did not have to cut that
there is a bigger part of me that misses the days when he needed me (ALL the time)
when he was totally dependent on me...
for everything...
24/7
7 days a week
including holidays...
yeah, um, come to think of it..,
a 14 year old who shaves, is taller than me and cuts splinters tree branches out of his own foot...
isn't so bad after all!
Ewwww! That's somethin' else! Blech. :)
ReplyDeleteI looove the pictures of you and your big guy! You two are adorable! :)
ahhhh, that is so cute!
ReplyDeleteBUT, did I see a fiscars scissors? Ya know, the kind they do art projects with?
GIRL, you need a for real medical pair of scissors like the one I just stole... I mean borrowed from the hospital!
Hey, don't judge! after 6 days in the hospital they owed me a pair of pretty scissors!
The truth is they all just grow up... it is so hard to face...
But IF you keep adopting ya just go with the flow!
Blessings to you and your kinda big boy!!
I can so relate! My baby will graduate in a couple of months (dear Lord please) and my other boy is now taller than his dad. Where did the time go?
ReplyDeleteTook Colin to the Dentist today and noticed chin hairs on him when he was back in the recliner. Oh! I know he will need to shave soon, but I don't want to admit it. Not just yet. Angie
ReplyDeleteTry having one headed to college!
ReplyDeleteI had to pull a roofing nail out of Flynn's foot when he was about 18 months. It went through his sandal and into his foot. I was so proud of myself when it was over! As a kid I used to pass out when I got a shot or even when we took the dog to the vet for some injury. Motherhood makes you grow up.
Oh Amy, really???? WOW! Where does the time go?
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