*imagine me saying this out loud with a lot of emphasis*
My husband said I should chaperone. Of course he said it with a teasing/mocking/hahaha tone. I considered it, at least for a moment.
They didn't ask for any chaperones.
Still, I wouldn't. Not really. I honestly DO want him to be his own person & I love watching him grow into it, but at the same time I miss every single step he has taken. (except for the 3 months he stopped sleeping when he was about 3...)
I love watching the expressions on his face now, that show a different kind of knowledge than they did last year or the year before. I enjoy seeing his bravery in the face of new & his confidence when meeting people. I especially love the last ones, as it was something I never had.
So why does letting him stay home to read while I get groceries feel like... letting go? I mean it feels like an actual, physical, letting go of something almost tactile!