Senior Day for my oldest son's hockey team.
How in the H-E-double hockey sticks did this happen so fast?!
After a conversation I had with a sweet friend last week, I've been thinking a lot about how this little man has shaped my life. I had him when I was pretty young - he was a surprise. He and I grew up together and he's become, as much as he won't admit it, a bit of a mama's boy. He's crazy-smart, a good cook, a total slob and he's got the best laugh you've ever heard in your life. He's a loyal friend and very compassionate.
My close friends know that for the last 18 years, I've been plotting to really enjoy my 40s because my 20s were full of pregnancy, diaper changing and breastfeeding. But here I am, on the brink of my 3 little birdies leaving the nest one by one, and my head is spinning and my chest is tight. It's going too fast. In less than 5 years, my kids will all be out of high school. I desperately want to slam on the brakes and go the other way - back to playdates and tea parties and stockpiling band-aids for boo boos.
I'm so proud of this guy. He's a pretty talented hockey player and hopes to keep playing in the Juniors. Which will take him on road trips and possibly overseas to far away lands.
I wonder if his mommy can tag along....