On those days when you just feel like strangling them because they are giving you the shits, just look back through some old photos and it takes you back to how cute they used to be.
You remember how chubby their cheeks used to be when they were a toddler.
You remember holidays you had when you didn’t have to think about when the school term was.
You look back on the birthday celebrations that you’ve organised for him. The larger parties and the smaller dinners.
You remember when they didn’t mind going to a party dressed as a fairy because it was all girls and he was the only boy and the theme was fairy.
You remember getting up at the crack of dawn so that you could take him to the Christmas pageant. You also remember him asking you if he could go to the toilet just before the pageant started. Hmmm.
You remember how he used to go to sleep while he was playing in bed. He used to go to sleep with all sorts of things.
But one day you’ll look back and remember how he used to be at the age he is now and miss it like crazy. You’ll remember that even though he’s nearly as tall as you he still doesn’t mind having a cuddle on your lap. You’ll remember that he loves being tickled before he goes to bed. You’ll remember that he shares all the details of his changing body with you. You’ll remember that he used to be a kid and was on the cusp of adulthood. You’ll just remember.
