This week I watched as my "little man" carefully picked out a small box of chocolates, taking a moment to decide between the assorted chocolates or the truffles. (assorted) and choose just the right design on the front of the heart shaped box. All the while pretending to be very casual and nonchalant about the whole thing.
I had a lump in my throat as the guy I usually have to constantly remind about his personal grooming got up earlier than usual this morning and took care to dress in his nice pants, tuck in his tshirt and put on a button up shirt over it.
Yes, there is a girl inspiring all this unusual behaviour. A cute little girl at school. His first "girlfriend".
My little boy is growing up.
I don't think I'm ready for this. I still see him as the little boy with chubby cheeks, playing with his Legos.