Our boy is growing up, whether we will it or not. He enjoys sitting in the front seat with me and stretching out. It still shocks me that he fits the seatbelt as well as I do, now. Part of me wishes I could have kept him strapped into a child safety seat for the rest of his life.
Some milestones are still ahead of us. A friend invited him to go see the new Thor movie that just came out. This friend happens to be a girl, but she is "one of the guys", as we understand the schoolyard relationships. DH talked to him before he was picked up by the friend's mother, saying how nice it was that there was no awkwardness about him going to see a movie with a friend who happens to be a girl. That it was great that they could just be friends, and no one wondering if they "liked" each other, or anything like that.
Mortified, and turning a little pink, Teddy politely, but firmly, asked his Dad to please just stop talking now. I guess that milestone might be closer than any of us realized.
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