Just something I want to remember.... I sent the boys on their first errand, alone. My sweet friend and neighbor, Heather, picked up some groceries for me while she was at the store last week. I needed to get them from her in order to finish my dinner on Friday, but Bella was still napping.
SO, I sent the boys together on their first errand: to run to the bottom of our court, give the money I had given them to Miss Heather, collect our groceries from her and run home. I told them to stay on the sidewalks and not talk to anyone they didn't know. I called Heather to let her know they were coming and asked for her to look out for them. I noted the time on the phone when the left my house. Heather called me when they left her house. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw them running home, groceries in hand.
A BIG to do for just a short jaunt to the bottom of our court. But, it wasn't just a short jaunt, was it? It was a giant leap into independence for my boys. And a giant leap for me, I might add, into letting go. sigh.
2 comments:
I just did the same thing with Tim the other day. I had him deliver a dish to our friends on the other side of the village which involved crossing the street! All the emotions you described, I felt too!
Bri, your boys must have felt so important and grown-up. Different scenario, but I have a similar feeling when Zach gets on the bus in the morning for a long ride to school. I love how Psalm 16:6-5 describe your identity.
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