Thursday, November 08, 2007

I miss my Marine

I was grocery shopping yesterday, getting schtuff for tacos, the girls' favorite meal of the week. Can't get Re-Pete to eat? Wrap in a tortilla and tell her it's a taco.
Anyway, there's a mother with her young son shopping, babbling to each other. He had the sweetest blonde hair and a little square head and talked like he knew it all and the mother was just carrying on the conversation with this little boy about cars, red ones, with wheels. It took me right back to when my son was a little boy, square head and all, and the next thing you know, I'm crying. Right in the middle of the grocery store. Like a Spaz, or something.
This growing up shit sucks.

**update: Our son got his phone yesterday and gave us a call. He'll be home for Thanksgiving!!!

5 comments:

Erica said...

Sigh.

Well...I'm not sure I know what to say, me not being a mother and all...but...he's out there being an American hero, and that's pretty freakin' cool.

Hugs!

Omnibus Driver said...

Sending big hugs your way...

Michelle said...

You are amazing & wonderful. You have raised one hell of a good man.

Yea, it sucks...

Drinks this weekend?

The Senior Chief said...

I understand.....
Stand proud.....
We will meet ours in Texas for the Holidays......
We wish you all the faith we search for ourselves....

Omnibus Driver said...

Home for Thanksgiving??? Good for you!