Thursday, May 27, 2010
This was our conversation this morning:
Jack: I help Daddy scoop. Where's my flower? I broke it. Accident Mommy.
Me: What? Then I remembered...
J: I'm sorry Mommy. I'm sorry.
A few weeks ago, Jack painted a flower pot and planted some seeds for my Mother's Day gift. We've been talking about how it was for Mommy and that Jack made it. He was very proud of it. This past Sunday, Jack knocked it over and it broke to pieces. He had apologized and I thought it was done. Now, it's four days later and he randomly brought it up. This time when he apologized, he was about ready to cry.
This made me realize that of all the times I've made him say, "I'm sorry", I think this was the first time he actually knew what he was saying and was really sorry. In a weird way, it made me sad. Sad because he's getting older and is understanding alot more things and that he's not my little baby anymore.
Within the same five minute conversation, he ran down the events about a recent trip to Wal-Mart with his Dad. He went step by step about how they got groceries, that he was good and that they looked at the toys.
Again, this was the first time he had remembered in such detail about something he did a few days ago.
We are at the stage where we can have a decent conversation as long as I keep going with the questions. Now, we can have a conversation about what he is telling me. While I'm happy that he is progressing like he should, I'm still sad that he isn't a baby anymore. Sometimes when he is watching movies with his dad, I get told to "go away". ::Tears::
See, he is our only child. As of right now, we are not sure if we will have more. I think that's why it's hitting me so hard tonight. But, I know that he is only 2 1/2 and we have tons and tons of good things coming our way.
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Posted by Michelle at 9:54 PM