Peter reminded me the other day of something that I told him when Juliana was born: he should enjoy the first 10 years of hero worship because, just like that, it would end.
Poof.
We're done.
Not quite 10 and Juliana has decided that it is uncool to kiss us goodbye. The dogs and I walked to school with her this morning and before she headed down the path to meet her friends she turned the other cheek.
"Seriously?" I said.
"I can't. There is [insert boy's name here]".
And Peter reports the same thing happening last week.
Sigh.
Having parents can be sooo embarrassing.
On a completely unrelated note - is this the time to tell you that this morning, as Sheldon took the school bus for the first time, I hid behind the car in the driveway and took a picture?
Just for the record, I wasn't the only one out there. My neighbour was out watching her kids head off too..... I was, however, the only one with a camera :)
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