Growing pains. I've got them. I used to think it growing pains were for little guys, but nope. I've developed a bad case as an adult. You see, I've got this pain in my chest and it's growing.
Yesterday I turned in Little Man's application for our public school's Pre-K program. It hurts. Steven and I know it's time to send him, but I don't want to let go. Sending him to school was not a light decision. We did a lot of looking into programs public and private. When it came down to it our local public school was the best fit for him right now. There's a teeny tiny part of me that is very excited for him, but I'm a selfish mommy. I want my little smoochie-poo to stay little forever. And ever. And ever.
To go along with my somber mood today, I put together a little collage of my Little Man. My boy. My precious little gift. I love him so very much. Thank goodness I'll still have Little Miss and Chunky Monkey to keep me busy. I don't know what I'll do when they leave me. Hmmm...maybe a third child is a great idea after all!