As part of my normal routine, I arrived home from work, changed clothes, and began sorting through the daily pile of mail left for me by my wife. "0% Interest"...chunk it; bill...pay it and file it; more credit card offers...chunk'em; Hey, "I could be the lucky winner of $10 million"?...sweet! "What's this one?", I asked my wife. "That's his cap & gown order form" she replies. "Oh, OK...WHAT?!! Cap & gown?!! For MY son?!! It can't be! He's not old enough to...oh man, he is. Is it really that time? Where has the time gone? My "little boy" has grown up. Now I'm panicking! Did I miss anything? Did I remember to play catch? Did I remember to work with him on his delivery and his swing? Did I hug him enough after a great game, or a bad one? Did I remember to just "hang out" with him? Did I remember to just spend time being his buddy? Did I remember to talk to him about...well, you know. I had such a big "To Do" list, and THOUGHT I had plenty of time to get it done. Now, incredibly, the time is here and I'm hoping and praying that every item on the list has been checked off. Did I do everything that I was supposed to, or have I forgotten something? It's hard to fathom the fact that the little boy with the blue, plastic, 6 inch glove (which I still have) that I was playing catch with (seems like yesterday) is now about to move on to the next level. Man, I hope I didn't miss anything! It went by too quickly. Can't do anything now but hope and pray. Think I'll make a new "To Do" list: Every day, tell him I'm proud of him and that I love him. Maybe you'll do the same with yours.
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I hope your "little" boy had a good day down south last week. Have a happy thanksgiving ---- let's have lunch soon....anything but turkey. Fastballmom -- keep having fun on Saturdays!
