I knew that eventually this day would come. I knew that at some point I would have to accept the fact that I would not be the only woman in his life. I would have to graciously step back and retract my lioness claws.
The Boy (going on 17) is completely enamoured with a girl. His first love.
You all would be proud of me. I have not attacked her. I have even let her into my home and managed not to take The Boy into my arms in front of her.
Protective much? You better believe it. Like a mother lion.
I like her. She is respectful and sweet. I like her mom as well. She thinks MY BOY has hung the moon. I guess we have something in common.
This summer has been a summer of maturity with The Boy. He is driving, he is working and he has a girlfriend.
This summer has been a summer of realization for me. My boy is spreading his wings and beginning to fly. Would it be wrong to clip his feathers and keep him home for just a little bit longer?