He was so big. So adamant. So convinced that he could do this.
From early this morning Zander said that he wanted to sleep at my mom’s house. He made this clear in no uncertain terms and wouldn’t even come home with me after work to get his clothes. Just Ouma. I was very proud of my ‘big’ boy.
He was absolutely fine, right up until lights-off. Then he wanted Mommy or he wanted the lights on!
He has slept there before but then his brothers slept there too. He totally adores my mom and dad and I think could easily trade me in for them. Tonight though, tonight he needed Mommy. I did not mind one little bit to jump into my car, way after 9 o’clock in 9 degrees Celsius (as per my car), without shoes to go get my little boy.
Let’s face it…deep down, we want them to want us. No matter how proud we are of them becoming more and more independent.