So it's kind of hitting me like a ton of bricks. My "baby" is 14. And 6'2". And 230 pounds. What the hell??
It's been a road with him. He's had his ups and downs, and things are largely headed up now. He loves basketball, and when his head is in the game he's really good at it. He's got a nice group of friends who I like and have met. He is a really good kid - generally nice, doesn't want to hurt other people or their feelings, and truly is the best big brother ever. His grades and his chores aside, he's growing into a really nice young man. And he'll go to high school in the fall!
It's hard to stop thinking of Kaili as "my little boy." He's not my little kid. And that whole letting go and releasing him to grow on his own is harder than I had anticipating.
It's kind of kicking my ass - but it's my growth opportunity for this year I guess. Hau'oli la hanau e Kaili.

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