You’ll Know When

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Meet Britain. Britain is my little. He’s been on this earth 3 years but his soul is likely older than mine.

Baths are one of the things Britain and I have done together since he was a wee little man. I could always calm him if I nursed him in the bathtub and when I quit nursing we just carried on having baths together. It saved water and as he got older he would take that opportunity to open up. We usually talked about feelings or that damn Jace who is always knocking his blocks down at school.

In all the unsolicited parenting advice I was given people would tell me that I would know when it was time to stop taking baths with my little boy. They said that one day he would reach a certain age where it was no longer appropriate and I would just know.

I think last night was our last bath together.

I put Britain outside the tub so I could lay back and rinse the shampoo from my hair. He’s standing over me looking down.

He says: “I love when you lay like that.”

“Why is that, B?”

“Because I can see EVERYTHING.”

Yep. That about does it for me. Here’s to the end of an era.

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