Me: "Remember the sleepover isn't until tomorrow, bud?"
Tuck: "I know…but a Cub Scout is always prepared."
Me: "Good point. Carry on, then."
We just dropped Tuck at his first sleep over tonight. I was torn. I was so happy for him, but a little hesitant at the same time. Why didn't any of those millions of baby books I read in preparation for our first born (and used as coasters for our second born) never mention how hard it was going to be to let our baby bird fly? I mean, I put him on the bus for kindergarten for crying out loud. Shouldn't that buy me some flying time at least until he starts driving? Don't even say the c-o-l-l-e-g-e word. Shhh.
My husband, being a helpful, supportive kinda guy, came into the kitchen before dinner and played me the song below. This song has been part of our car sing-a-longs and kitchen dance parties for as long as I can remember. It's called "Sleepoverland" by Justin Roberts. (Check him out, his songs will hook you immediately.) Needless to say, we both ended up a little teary eyed once it played. Listen to the lyrics and you'll know what I mean.
So far, I've received a few texts and pictures of how well the boys are doing. I'm appreciative that the mom at the sleepover has taken the initiative to text me so that I don't have to look like the paranoid, overbearing mother. I miss him tonight, for that there is no doubt. But no where near as much as his little sister. (Well, maybe as much as her…if not more.)
Here's to a great first sleepover, Tuck!
"Hello? Hello? Hello? We really miss you.
Hello? Hello? Hello? We want to kiss you."