Paco is going to sleep away camp for the first time this week.
I knew I would miss him, but I didn't think I would feel just HOW MUCH I would miss him. I'm used to being the one going away. He's always a constant at home.
It feels like we are hitting a point on his development towards being fully independent. Well, I know we are, but it brings me a sense of happiness and sadness.
Happiness because of how we've developed him until now. Sadness b/c of the time that is gone, never to be experienced again.
It's so tough, as you all know, in the day to day, to remember (always) to cherish each moment with your kids (and your friends/family) because of how fleeting it is. I guess that's why moments like these are so important and helpful.