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Last night Tim and I were lying in bed watching TV and he said, “I got a little depressed this morning while I was in the shower.”
I asked, “Why?” Thoughts began to run through my head. I expected him to say something about moving to South Carolina. Tim was born and raised in Lee’s Summit. The farthest he’s lived away from Lee’s Summit is about a half hour drive north of the Missouri River in North Kansas City.
As my thoughts turned to more vulgar reasons as to why he’d be depressed in the shower, he answered, “I realized that our time with Alyssa is half over. She’s nine. Nine more years she’ll be eighteen and moving out and going to college.”
Me: “No.”
Tim: “Yeah, and these were the good years. Then next nine is when she’ll get all hormonal and teenager on us.”
Me: “No!”
So this morning when she asked for pop tarts for breakfast, instead of telling her to get them herself, I got them for her. Instead of working on the computer while they watched TV before the bus came, I snuggled with her. Instead of focusing on the boys because they tend to require more of my attention, I focused on my girl. Don’t grow up too fast Alyssa. Mommy still needs you!
