Ratty dandelion flowers to Fragrant white lilies
I’m feeling nostalgic these days for my little fellas – two Class of 2020 graduates this year brings it out in me. Missing the days of ratty dandelion flowers offered up in chubby fingers and afternoons of splashing in every single mud puddle…
To my moms of tiny men, do you sometimes wonder who they will be as they grow? Do you wonder if they will ever quit burping (they don’t) or start picking their clothes up? (maybe). Here’s a quick roundup of all things almost-full-grown-male.
Stinky clothes and shoes — sports uniform, band outfit, Sunday-best — always stinky!
Axe/Old Spice spray (to cover the smell?) Phew!
The fragrant white lilies you love when you least expect it.
Deep voice on the phone – who’s that??
Raised voices while gaming – angry shouts, then hysterical laughter – all within a few minutes
Vulnerable, late-night confessions when you least expect it.
Left-over frozen pizza boxes on kitchen counters in the morning
Man-boys sprawled all over the couch and chairs.
Friendships that make you cry when you least expect it.
Loooong hugs when you least expect it
Faith, doubts, faith again — or not…
Words of wisdom when you least expect it
Girlfriends you don’t like
Girlfriends you wish they would marry (act like you love them all!)
Friends who turn into girlfriends when you (and they!) least expect it.
Zeros on too many assignments (“I forgot!”)
All A’s when you least expect it
Still always hungry – forever and ever, amen.
Scruffy beards, because they can.
Clothes and fishing gear and school assignments and dirty cups everywhere!
Spotless rooms when you least expect it.
Open doors when you least expect it.
And yes, still Legos and Nerf guns, when they are in the mood.
FaceTime to “catch up” when you least expect it.
See you later.
I miss you.
No communication for weeks.
Rambling texts late at night full of news and anxiety and excitement when you least expect it.
No longer little, but always your little boy.