Sometimes, as a parent, you end up with 3 year old on your bed.
You look at that 3 year old, and see the 2 year old, the one year old, and the baby, who once occupied that spot.
It's hard to imagine that baby; it seems like forever ago.
The happy times, the hard times, the indifferent times.
But then you look at that boy (or girl ) and realize the present. You're sweet baby is 3. Right now they are sucking on a pacifier, attached to a monkey....But that is minor details. Tomorrow, they will just get older, more dependent. They will need you less.
So when that 3 year old needs the occasional Thursday night slumber party, oblige.
Let it happen.
One day, the term slumber party will have a different meaning....and it won't involve you.
Food for thought..
~e
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