Poor Matti....
He acts like he's been held captive in a wretched prison for 3 long, hard years and now is at last free.
I worry that his changing Sunday school classes is going to be hard - he runs in with a smile and never looks back.
I wonder if school is going to be tough - he's the little guy that still hides behind my leg when a new person says hello. Instead - he jumps into class like a bunny rabbit, tosses me an uninterested wave behind him and leaves me in the dust.
I'm concerned he won't want to carpool - you know he is my baby - this could be strange for him. He climbs into the car with our friends, pumps both fists in the air, shouts "woo hoo" and off he goes.
I'm concerned that AWANA's is too much for my little guy - maybe he's too overwhelmed. Instead we pick him up to hear from the teacher that he not only smiled the whole entire class, but he did his memory verse, his motto and earned his next book.
Yes, ladies and gentleman - I am keenly in tune with my children -a real pro!
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Next he'll be painting his face blue, wearing a kilt, and asking Uncle Martin for accent coaching.
not until he learns how to shoot a gun or fly a REALLY fast plane will he be wearing a skirt !!!!
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