Ten years.  I’ve been his mom for ten years.  

Ten years ago I became the mother of a boy.

Ten years ago I became the mother of siblings.

Ten years ago our family grew from three to four.

Ten years ago I learned to love the phrase “momma’s boy”.

Today I see a boy who is learning so much from his father about becoming a man, and I both love it and hate it.  He’s too young to learn about being a man.  Isn’t he?  Oh but I’m thankful for the role models that he has – his dad, his grandpas, uncles, men at church who invest in him.

Chad and I have just this summer reached that point in parenting….that point where we miss those days that older parents warned us we would miss.  And we kind of hated them for it.  But now we’re there.  And he’s only ten.

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