Right around Christmas it happened.
“Mom, I just got my highest score ever!”
How did this happen?? Where would you learn such a word??
I called up Grant and told him Tyler was calling me “Mom”, and he said he was sorry. Then he got “Dad”.
Ever time Tyler calls me “Mom” I feel a pang of sadness. I can’t get used to it. I feel like I will never get used to it.
Tyler is still my baby, but now, I am “Mom”.
Where has Eeyore gone? The stuffed animal you used to take everywhere with you. The one you couldn’t fall asleep without. The one you would secretly hide in your backpack when you went to kindergarten.
“Mommy” and Eeyore are gone. For now I’m going to treasure that you still watch “Umi Zoomie” and still believe my kiss can make your boo boos feel better.