No more Mama! he said.
And he grabbed the spoon.
And Mama clapped her hands in delight, but her heart swelled with bittersweet yearning for the little boy she fed dinner to yesterday.
How to be a permanent POS
15 years ago
No more Mama! he said.
And he grabbed the spoon.
And Mama clapped her hands in delight, but her heart swelled with bittersweet yearning for the little boy she fed dinner to yesterday.
Posted by Don Mills Diva at 8:27 PM
Labels: dinnertime, where does the time go
5 comments:
He is growing up!
Love the new site! Fit for a diva!!! Very cool!
Love the new look!
It's bittersweet when our babies gain independence isn't it? We work to teach it to them, but yet we're a bit sad when they achieve it. Ah...motherhood. What a ride.
Another step along the way... they grow up so fast. Enjoy every moment.... and Happy Thanksgiving.
Independent little soul isn't he?
Love the new design! When kids get independent it's one of those conflicted moments - half proud, half sad at what they want to do alone now.
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