Today is the day. Today is when my oldest truly starts to become old. He - the one who adores his older brother so much he wears his skateboard helmet everywhere. He - the one who creates drawings, maps, and flags for every occasion. He - who would rather wear his pajamas ALL day more than anything else in the world. He - the one who still gets into more mischief than I'm comfortable with. He - the one who now goes up to the person he has hurt/left out/called a name/bothered - to apologize to their face instead of running in the other direction. Yes, Harry is growing up and it feels strangely okay.
My wish for these elementary years is that he never stops wanting to hold my hand when we walk somewhere.
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