How did he go from wearing diapers, to signing Valentines? From crawling, to preparing for Kindergarten?
Today it hit me… my baby is almost five.
I sat in the 1920’s school building where I attended K-5 — the same beautiful oak trees outside casting shade over the entire street. I was signing paperwork and discussing volunteer hours for my child — within those same walls where I grew up. Next week, my boy will tour his new school.
One of my favorite moments today was texting a certain rediculous photo to my significant other. “Your favorite singer is having twins,” I wrote alongside that putrid green veil and corny artificial flowers.
“Alicia Keys?,” he texts. “No, bae… Bey!” That went over like a lead balloon. The Mr. is not a fan.
Photo: Facebook (and every other website)
I’m happy for every mommy-to-be, but… but… she’s not the only show in town. Janet Jackson’s pregnancy news was pretty remarkable (Baby at 50!) but she’s not parading around in her bra with a background that reminds me of the set of Mister Rogers Neighborhood.