I got a call this afternoon from Alex over his lunch break at school that really reminded me that he is growing up.
Just a little background information. Alex tried out for Little League a couple of weeks ago and has been anxiously awaiting his draft phone call. Each day he comes home from school and the first thing he asks is if the call has come yet. The decision to have Alex play Little League was really hard for me because of the time demand that it will have on ME and the rest of the family. But after much contemplation Alex was given the go-ahead from us and Birch said he did awesome at try-outs.
So back to the phone call...
Alex: Hi! Mom, it's Alex.
Mom: Are you throwing up? (That is what we have all been doing this week.)
Alex: No, I need a cup.
Mom: A cup?
Alex: Yeah, a cup. Otherwise they won't let me play. And can you get it at "Kimmels," (apparently it is a sporting goods store) my friend says they are more comfortable there.
Mom: Yeah, probably not in time for the practice today but I'm sure this weekend we could get one. Love ya, bye.
I'm glad I caught on pretty quick. Just yesterday Alex was asking me when I thought he should start showering every day. He wanted to know when I started showering every day. Hum...hard to remember. I suggested that because he is more active than I was he might start earlier than me anyways. He agreed and said that he should probably just ask Dad.
Maybe I should stop by the local department store and pick up some deodorant tomorrow too!
Alex-1 year old / Alex-goofy 9.5 year old