Ian still gets a kiss and a hug every night. Last night I wondered how much longer this is going to last? I don't remember exactly when Keith and Amanda stopped the hug and kiss routine. I think it just sort of faded out, not really a conscious effort on anybody's part. There wasn't any declaration from me that they are too big for the hug and kiss and neither one of them squawked in horror that I was still tucking them in bed.
Maybe it happened when they started staying up later than me? But, no, all through high school they were to be in bed by 10pm. I don't know! When did it happen? When did they stop being little kids needing that last expression of love before drifting off to sleep? Was it when I didn't need to close scary closet doors for them any more? Or when they were busy finishing the last lines of homework that exceeded my capacity to help?
Well, whatever it was it's just around the corner with my baby. It's only a matter of time before he sulks off to bed without so much as a warning. Of course teenagers don't SLEEP. Oh no. They lie in wait until the house is closed down, parents sound asleep, to flip on the TV, pop on the headphones and start playing video games (or as my daughter would do - read). How do I know this is just around the corner? Because he's already doing the fake-sleep-wait-til-house-is-closed-to-play-video-games-with-headphones. The hug and kiss are soon to say farewell.
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