So here's the truth about three year olds-they're horrible little humans.
Horrible at listening, horrible at skipping giving you as many messy sticky kisses as possible, horrible at washing their hands, horrible at letting you leave the house without giving you one last squeeze, horrible at wiping after they potty, horrible at not getting excited about everything.
I was putting my three year old to bed and I've gotta say-I feel like I'm being robbed blind. He was just born yesterday. Seriously, I'm pretty sure it was just yesterday. So anyway, now he's just growing up and it makes me cry and I feel like I've been robbed the last three years with him. I feel like it's flown by and I've missed everything and seen everything all at the same time.
In January Michael will start going to Primary at church...ya know, the place for big kids. I feel like I basically have a mini adult. He'll go and learn songs and make friends and learn more about Jesus and all that good stuff and I'll probably be crying again in another three years wondering how my baby is in Kindergarten.
So anyway, if you have a child under the age of three and you're thinking about letting them turn three, just don't do it. There's no going back after they're three. They'll snatch your heart with their sticky, little, chubby, unwashed hands. And if we're being honest? They'll probably lick it or hide it one of the toy bins....because that's what three year olds do.
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