I went shopping for a new suit with Flash tonight. I automatically headed for the boy's section. The salesman took one look at Flash and steered us toward the men's section. Ten minutes later, there stood Flash, decked out in a snazzy new suit and tie, looking a lot like the boys that I used to sneak peeks at when I was 14. The salesman said, "He looks sharp." And he really did.
Afterward, as we were walking home, Flash absentmindedly reached out, took my hand, and led me across the street. And I (actually, truly) said, "I'm old enough to cross the street by myself." And he answered, "I know, Ma, I just wanted to make sure you got across safely."
Highland Park in Autumn
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Bridge over the Raritan River, apples from the Highland Park Farmers
Market, and a "no peeking" drawing exercise
1 day ago
8 comments:
lol, reminds me of my reverse role one.
So sweet. As long as he knows who's in charge (at least until he has to feed you baby food).
Shabbat Shalom,
Baila
My moment came in the kitchen when my son was able to just reach up and get something from a shelf that I can't reach without a step ladder. And then he told me to just call him if I needed something because step ladders can be dangerous. When mens suit sizes come along can drivers licences be far behind?
prof K-
It's not the driver's license I'm worried about. I'm afraid that girlfriends are the next step, and I don't think I'm ready for that.
That is funny because it’s usually the opposite the parents forcing the child to hold hands when crossing streets.
My kids will be smaller than me for a while. Whew.
He's 14 and such a mensch. You're obviously doing something very right.
come running-
Thank you! Secretly, that's what I think, too, but since I can't come out and say it, I'm so happy when someone else does!
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