His Last Night Being Three
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April Perry
April Perry is a mother of four precious children and is the founder of "Power of Moms." She received a BA in Communications and loves reading, writing, learning from the wonderful mothers around her, and spending time with her family (especially her cute husband). By April Perry
Published on 07/18/2007
I tucked my little boy into bed a few minutes ago—he turns four years
old tomorrow, and although he is the youngest of three children, he is
no longer my “baby.” For some reason, I didn’t have the power to leave
his room after I got him settled underneath his beloved purple blankie
(the one with the very worn tags).
His Last Night Being Three
I tucked my little boy into bed a few minutes ago—he turns four years
old tomorrow, and although he is the youngest of three children, he is
no longer my “baby.” For some reason, I didn’t have the power to leave
his room after I got him settled underneath his beloved purple blankie
(the one with the very worn tags).
Piles of ironing and a cluttered bedroom closet nagged my mind, but I just had to give him one more kiss, read him one more story, and stroke his hair one more time. For tomorrow, he will not be three—he will have officially graduated from his year of potty-training, moving to a big-boy bed, and learning to write his name.
Now that I am back in my room, I have no desire to organize my closet, or watch TV, or read the book I have been dying to finish. I want to go back into his room, hold him, and enjoy these last few minutes of “three.” I better get going!
Piles of ironing and a cluttered bedroom closet nagged my mind, but I just had to give him one more kiss, read him one more story, and stroke his hair one more time. For tomorrow, he will not be three—he will have officially graduated from his year of potty-training, moving to a big-boy bed, and learning to write his name.
Now that I am back in my room, I have no desire to organize my closet, or watch TV, or read the book I have been dying to finish. I want to go back into his room, hold him, and enjoy these last few minutes of “three.” I better get going!