6 pm on a beautiful spring evening:
**DING-DONG**
Someone's at the door! SOMEONE'S AT THE DOOR! {The Chief opens the door to see Wild Man's friend--a precious little girl from his class who lives a few houses away--standing on the porch}
Can "Wild Man" come out to play?
Ummmm...sure. We'll come out after we finish dinner.
The three of them scarfed down dinner and headed out for the first (of what I'm sure will be many) cul-de-sac kick ball games. Five little people. Two Dads. Seven smiles. One Mommy left behind to clean up the dinner whirlwind.
And so it begins...
The first official door bell call. I know this will not be the last time my door bell rings for someone other than the two grown ups in the house. It's only the beginning. A bittersweet milestone for this Mommy all of us. {sigh} My baby boy is growing up (and his little sister is tagging right along with him).
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Ding-Dong...
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3 comments:
Oh he's a cute one! I expect many a young lady will come knocking on your door :)How Sweet!
He's growing up Mommy......just don't think about it. :) but hey PS quiet time to yourself cleaning or not....I'd say that is priceless!! Bring on the cul-de-sac play time!
What a cute story. And you are so smart to save this!!! He is a cute wild man, so I am sure this will not be the last time!!!
I just wanted to say I'm thinking about you and all the others over at RQ w/ all the flu stuff. I am so sorry. You will be there one day holding her and the time will fade, but this refining time is just so very hard. Love and Hugs, L
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