Enjoy this moment, it won’t last….
Last night I took Demetrius to choir (Kim’s still recovering from bronchitis) at the church and they measured him at 52 inches. Just another one of those moments as a parent where you say to yourself…holy cow! When did you get over 4 feet tall?
Then you start going through the thoughts of how fast childhood is, blink of the eye, yada-yada…you know, sentimentality sets in for a brief time.
Just a brief moment, because as soon as they told him there was no actual rehearsal, just the measurement, and he understood he got to leave, he turned and asked me:
“Do I still get a special dessert tonight from Quik-Trip?”
We are way past that baby boy phase now.