Well, today's the day I've been dreading for 15 years.
I'm taking my son to get his temps today.
Eeeeee gadddd, please God keep him safe.
Now the letting go begins with vigor.
My little baby boy is going to DRIVE, you know, behind a 2 ton piece of machinery with a gas pedal and everything.
He can't even pick up his socks.
I'm taking my son to get his temps today.
Eeeeee gadddd, please God keep him safe.
Now the letting go begins with vigor.
My little baby boy is going to DRIVE, you know, behind a 2 ton piece of machinery with a gas pedal and everything.
He can't even pick up his socks.
3 Comments:
My two daughters are just 4 and 7. I can hardly believe the 7 year old is 7, for heaven's sake!
Must be scary, lettin' your child drive you around. I still fondly recall the fear on my father's face when I first drove him on the freeway! LOL!
Oh, and BTW, Michelle sent me.
Tell your daughters that you want the job of Deputy Borg Queen.
That still seems so far off to me, I can't even imagine how scary that must be. Part of me fears it and part of me can't wait until the oldest can taxi the youngest around! With freedom comes responsibility! :)
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