Babbo

The last few months of motherhood have been full of those emotional interactions that make me understand why it is mothers have a hard time letting go of their little boys.

When I told Babbo that he would, in the scheme of things, fall deeply in love with someone and that I would not be the most important girl in his life, he looked at me with devastating sadness and wept, "No mommy, you will always be the most important girl in my life!"

Having said that, he was kissed by two different girls on the same day.

p.s. His not so wee adult teeth are coming in, and it's possible we'll need orthodontia. All I could think of was, "toodle loo holiday."