All I have to say is, holy crud. When did Noah get to be such a big lug?
I’ve been holding him or carrying him around since he was minutes old.
And then…. BOOM. Suddenly he’s a big kid.
He turns four next month. I can hardly believe it. As fast as you scrolled through those pictures is as fast as those four years seem to have gone by for me. And I’ve been carrying or holding him a good percentage of that time.
Just lately though, he’s passed this point where he’s officially starting to weigh my arm down while I carry him. I’m finding myself asking him to walk more and more places.
Of course, he’s resistent to it most of the time. He doesn’t understand what his size has to do with anything, and to be honest… being able to carry him around is something I’m really going to miss.
I guess every parent has to go through this stage at some point, right? After all, I don’t see a lot of dads carrying around their 12-year-olds.
Then again, maybe I should push through the achey muscles. Imagine how huge my arms would be if I stuck with it until Noah graduated high school. I’d be the only dad carrying him to get his diploma.
Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing
PS. When have been times that the speed at which time flies with your kids has really hit you?