(This picture was taken 5 years ago)
This boy...
THIS BOY!!!
This boy is growing up. He's growing up way too fast! Every morning I look at him, and realize that he is as tall - maybe taller - than I am now. He outgrew my shoe-size about two months ago, and even by two sizes already. I'm not sure I'm really ready for this.
We went school shopping this week. I figured that he is going to outgrow anything I buy within the next two weeks - months, so I decided thrift stores was the way to go. Mostly he needed pants and shoes. He can already wear his brothers' T-shirts. So pants shopping we went. After hitting almost all of the thrift stores in our area, I was only able to find one pair of jeans that fit him - and that was a size 16! Holy cow, his not even 12 yet. YET. (Give it a couple of weeks). I finally broke down and decided to check out what there was at the mall that wouldn't break the bank, so we ended up at Old Navy. Luckily they were having a boys' pants sale, and we were able to find some jeans that fit him. Get this - skinny jeans. Skinny jeans are what fit him. When I think of 'skinny jeans' I think of GQ models, rock-n-roll singers - or Keaton's high school friends Ty and Ben who bought some neon colored skinny jeans as a prank, and wore them around our little home town getting comments and funny looks from all the old farmers. The skinny jeans look really good on Winston. They make him look older and taller than he is. And they were a good buy at $10 a pair. We ended up at Walmart for the shoes, which were on sale for $9. I consider that a score since most of the shoes that fit him, that I could find, were $25 or more. By the end of our shopping spree I was exhausted, and he was super-hyper. Like boncing-off-the-walls and talking-really-fast-and-loud hyper. I was glad to grab my Diet Coke at Mickey-D's and head home.
Then this morning as I was laying in bed, having a nice, quiet, relaxed morning - I could hear him in the next room (the castle room) playing with the toys. Carrying on little dialogues for whatever little characters - or cars - or other inanimate objects that were at hand at the moment. I could have just layed there and listened to that forever. My little boy, contentedly playing in his room. I'm gonna miss that.
No matter how big or old he gets - he's still my little baby.
I love THIS BOY.
















