Boy A and the rest of the group left mid morning on the first leg of this European adventure. This will be the first time he has been away from us for more then a day or two. It will also be the first time he is so far away and may be the first time he is away from us and having a heck of a lot more fun then we are.
He's growing up. I'm glad. But I can't help but think about that newborn we brought home from the hospital, the toddler who ran around shrieking with glee when we played T-Rex, the first grader eagerly waiting for the bus on the first day of school, the little boy whose life centered around his mommy. The little boy who needed me so very much.
He is growing up and not needing me. It's right. It's time, but I miss the little guy a lot.
Please bring my little man back to me safe and sound.
Plus he took my camera with him and I am left to get through the beauty of spring without a camera.
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