Wednesday, May 22, 2013

end of an era

Today is Tenley's last day of pre school, she got on the yellow bus to PEEC for the last time this morning. I have that awful feeling in the pit of my stomach. The feeling that accompanies the realization that the passage of time is an undeniable reality, she will keep growing whether I want her to or not, whether I'm ready for her to get older or not, and whether or not I'm paying attention to and savoring her childhood like I should. I want to throw up. 

Speaking of savoring. Here are some tasty morsels of the random things Scarlett says:

"Daddy, you can't nursey. You bo-bos need get weally bigger, yike mama's bo-bos."

To preface the next quote, we went to my granparents' 50th anniversary celebration in Phoenix last month, and on the way there Scarlett had an allergic, swollen, puking reaction to trail mix. Today, Scarlett and I both have gnarly head colds. She says this to me this morning:

"Mommy, I feel weally sicky. Needa go to da ho-tayl (hotel) and way down. Needa go way down on da bed at da ho-tay-o!"

I'll have to remember how cute she seemed saying these things today when we experience the inevitable post nap afternoon tantrum later...