My boy is growing up — too fast if you ask me. Recently, I’ve noticed him eyeing the young ladies.
Tonight in fact, smiling widely, he commented on how pretty the hostess who seated us was then, minutes later, ordered off the kiddie menu.
Yet put this boy-becoming-man in a candy store and the little boy comes right back. As a matter of fact, put me in a candy store and the kid in me comes out too.
I remember how Tom used to respond when he saw BoBo beginning to notice the girls. Sometimes, a little wave of jealousy would hit me when he would join the commentary on the pretty gals. Funny but my view has changed. It has nothing to do with how pretty the gal is and everything to do with a boy growing up. And as much as I’d like to keep my baby little, watching him mature is pretty cool too.