File this under “summer fun”.
Bouncies. Or blow ups. Or inflatables. Whatever you want to call them…kids know them by one name…FUN. Our sweet neighbors have a little guy around Will’s age and I think their budding little friendship is the cutest thing ever. Let’s call him Blue. Blue the Cute.
So it was one of Blue’s older cousin’s birthday (catch all that?!) and they invited Will to come over to play on the inflatable. When I say older I also mean larger….as in, all these rough and tough older boys invited my little barely-three guy over to jump, slide, and roughhouse on a huge inflatable slide. To say I was a little hesitant is an understatement. I mean…these big boys probably had 50 pounds on Will. And they play differently. They play violently at times. I know. I had brothers.
But instead of drowning my little guys dreams in the pool (or should I say slide puddle?!), I hitched up my big girl mommy panties, grabbed extra sunscreen and headed over.
If there ever was a moment in his life so far that I thought my little man was growing too fast it was right there and then.
Seeing him play with these older boys nearly brought me to tears. Where did my little baby go!? Why am I so hormonal over him growing up?! And seriously who made him tough with these other kids but if I accidently wipe a rice krispy on his lap, he has a meltdown?!
Somebody needs to pass a law about growing. And stat.
He mostly stayed right by Blue. And even though Blue is a year and a half Will’s senior, my guy hung in there…slide for slide…splash for splash.
At the beginning of the party, Will would sit at the top and slide down properly. By the end he was jumping, twisting, rolling and bouncing.
I guess Blue brought out the bravery in him and me that sunny afternoon.
Will definitely wasn’t timid by the end. Just look at that face. It’s pure aggression. I’m surprised he didn’t try to bite the slide with a face like that.
And me? Well I’m still dying a little inside. Just simply because I realize he’s not even a toddler anymore. He might as well tell me info about his 401k.
Why didn’t anyone tell me that parenting requires so much bravery? Letting go is terrifying. I’ve heard that it’s like your heart is walking around outside of your body…but to me it’s much worse than that. If it was my heart then I could let it go. But it’s not…it’s much scarier.
Side note…I love this next photo because it looks like a Batman shadow. Kapow!
Will darling…this is your mother talking…if you continue with this growing-up business, I will be forced to a grieving state. And I’m not talking about California. (no offense west coasters….the Raiders will be good one day. maybe.)
And Weston…I am never letting you out of the house. Your future wife will get over it.
p.s. I bought RadLab! So exciting! I used the Pool Party filter on all of these pics…which was great because the color casts from the yellow and blue slide were crazy.