Wow, I can’t believe how fast he grows. Every day there’s something new that he has learned or done that I didn’t expect him to do in a long long time. Not because he is developing any faster or is any brighter than the normal kid around the block, but because it’s impossible to keep up with the amount of skills and knowledge they are supposed to develop over such a short period. It’s amazing to follow him on his adventures.
Yesterday he decided he had become too old to take a nap in preschool. We got a call asking if it was ok that he did not sleep as he refused and claimed he had quit napping now. We let him decide, dreading the crying and tantrums too little sleep usually brings, but he came home happy as ever and stated that he had grown up and no longer needed to rest.
We’ve had long conversations about the realities of life lately. About how people eat cute lambs, about being thankful to the cows for the milk and to the chicken for eggs. He’s told us about how we will have to go to jail if we drive too fast, and how our digestive system works. And we have talked about what happens when we die. These conversations blow my mind. It seems like yesterday that I could not even imagine when we would ever be able to have conversations that made sense to the both of us. And here we are.
It truly is a gift to walk along as he discovers more and more of the good and the bad that life has to offer. Sometimes the responsibility hits me in the gut. And oftentimes I just want to freeze time. Just so I get to catch up. Just so I can make sure we’re really present and not missing a single moment. Like when he throws a rock in the water for the first time this year. And then another one, and another one, and another one. And time passes yet again.