For months I have been telling him he’s a big boy. He’s potty trained and starting pre-school. He’s putting his plate in the sink after dinner and he’s helping me do yard work. What a big boy! Now being the youngest of three boys I figured he would be thrilled to be put in the same category as his brothers. However, every time I told Finnegan “you’re a big boy now!” he would reply to me “No. I’m the baby!” Oye.
True, he is my baby. He’ll always be my baby. I was just really waiting for the happy exclamation “I’m a BIG boy!!” But no. He likes being the baby apparently.
I hugged him tight tonight before putting him in bed. I whispered in his ear “Oh, my baby, I love you so.” Then I got yelled at. “NO Mom! I’m a BIG boy!” There you have it. He’s embraced his big boy status…but now I’m a wee bit sad. My baby.
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I swear, you can never please them! I feel the same way about my youngest. I think they want both worlds.
It’s hard to grow up.
aaawww- I know what you mean!! Especially the last part – he’s moving into a 3T (finally) and I’m in denial! Except, I wonder if I’m making him just as confused b/c I do call him my BIG BOY and sometimes – when we snuggle – I call him my baby
Oh well! I love the post!
Awwww
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He is just so stinkin adorable! I totally get the bittersweet feeling of watching your baby become a big boy
Just had to send his adorableness back to bed for the 2nd time. Lucky he’s cute.
They know how to play you, mom.
My son has that same shirt!! I love, love love it!
I LOVE that shirt! He LOVES that shirt. Sad that it’s not going to fit much longer.
I know, I feel the same way. Should have bought 2!
the first time i declared my son a “big boy” he cried! “but mama i want to be a tiger!”
That’s awesome!! Love it!