The BIG Days In A Child’s Life
03 Dec 2008
So 16 years and one day ago I gave birth to my first child. He was a tiny little thing and I clearly remember the nurses bringing him back to me after all the usual checks and cleaning etc and seeing him laying in his crib with a little hat thing on his head and a tiny nappy that seemed to cover most of his body. Now, well now he’s a great big log of a thing
standing around 6foot tall (and still growing) weighing probably about 100kg and needing shoes the size of surfboards. He’s my little man no more.
Yesterday - his 16th birthday. After wanting it for so long, he was able to get his drivers licence - the first step on the road to his being his own self-sufficient man (well at least when he gets his Ps and I let him use the car
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So after I got home from work and with a grin a mile wide on his face he showed me his licence and I threw him the car keys and off we went for a little drive - thankfully I live in a fairly rural town so we could hit the back streets and not worry about other cars but that will come soon enough - with all the driving I do for the kids sport he’ll get plenty of practice - plus he’s been driving around his dad’s property for a while anyway
For now though, I’m gonna go and look back at some old photos and remember how it used to be

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