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Slice of Life 2018, Day 16: Another First

“Mom,” he announced, walking into the kitchen last night. (I still want to be Mommy–at least until he turns seven.) “I need to count my chest hairs.”

Ever since my children were born, I’ve been known to be a little crazy about milestones. First bath. First holidays. First teeth, first solid foods, first steps. So many firsts, too many to count and capture. Each one passing by so fast, marking how quickly time really does go.

But this moment? I really wasn’t ready.

I watched in amusement as he hiked up his shirt, revealing his skinny little tummy and ribcage, pale from months of winter.

“Hmmmm… well, that was easy to count! Zero!” And he went on his way, delaying this first for (hopefully) quite a bit longer.

 

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8 thoughts on “Slice of Life 2018, Day 16: Another First

  1. This made me smile!! I know how you feel!! My eight-year-old recently told me he needed deodorant…I thought, we can’t be here, yet!! And when I told him I didn’t think he needed deodorant, he said, “Seriously, Mom, smell my armpits!” I told him to start taking a shower EVERY day…and I texted my friends with older sons to check into this a bit further. 🙂

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  2. So adorable! This is one of those times where I wish I could figure out the train of thought that led them to this. I love how he concluded “Zero!” and just moved on with his life! 🙂

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  3. This made me smile. It is SO hard on me that my little, almost four year old, yearns to lose teeth, grow tall, and get big. They have so much excitement for these firsts and I want time to slow down just a bit.

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