Tommy will be a teenager in a couple months.
This is causing me lots of anxiety.
No, not over how old I must be.
I worry about how much freedom to give him. What's a proper curfew? (10:00 on weekends and he's not ever out on weeknights). What does he actually DO with his friends? (Video games, movies, and who knows what else). Do I really want to know? (Yes).
His friends all look like early teenagers, but when I look at Tommy, I still see my little boy. It makes it hard to say, sure, ride your bike to the Deli, buy your own lunch, go to 3 different friends' houses and be gone the entire day.
Since he's my first, I have nothing to go on here. I assume I am normal in wishing he would text me more often to check in and wanting him home when it is dark outside (yes, I realize a 6 pm curfew would be insane).
He's going into 8th grade. He's got 5 more years before he goes to college. I'll treasure every second and try to remember his actual age and not see him as my little boy...
...well not all the time anyway.
Karen
1 comment:
I dearly love this boy! He will be just fine . . . but I understand why it is so hard. MH
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