While driving home today, I went past a school, where I saw a sweet sight. A mother and her son were walking home from school. She looked to be in her twenties, the little boy looked like a first grader. He had his backpack on, and he was happily holding onto his mother's hand. Their arms were swinging in rhythm.
I thought about how long it will be before he thinks it's "babyish" to hold his mom's hand while walking home from school.
Children and their developmental stages. What they think is wonderful at one stage, they think is embarrassing at another. You gotta love 'em!
Smiles,
Sylvia
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