My baby boy started Jr. High today. I'm 2 steps from officially freaking out. Everything about Jr. High and a 12 year old boy makes me nervous. I stared at the girls walking in, secretly zapping them with lasers from my eyes. Stay away from my child! I don't trust them, I don't trust anyone else. I want him to be six again, and I want him to play outside with his trucks and his best friend. I want to see him roll down hills and get his clothes dirty from climbing over anything and everything that has dirt. I don't want him to be 12 or turn 13 in 3 weeks. I don't want him in gym, or at his locker, or at the computer looking up his homework.
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