Tonight, I will to cry...

It's 4:00 PM, time to drive down the street and wait for Damian and his bus. The bus is late again... Oh well, Aidan is sleeping in his crib, so I have time.

Finally, I look in my rearview mirror, and here's the bus. It's too cold outside, I'll just open up the window and make sure he comes down safely.

Oh, look at him, my big boy baby! I miss him so much, even though knowing that, in leass than half an hour, he'll actually be getting on my nerves, screaming, running, playing rough with his little brother.

Damian goes down, smiling at me. I roll down the window slowly, and instead of opening the door to get into the car, he actually runs to my window, ready to give me a kiss. Then he stops. Dead in his tracks. He gives a sideway look at the bus.

Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, I can actually read his mind. Today is when it happened. December 12, 2007, my uncle's birthday. Today is the day Damian decides he is too big ti give me a kiss. My heart is breaking. Will it ever go back to how it was? But he's not even six. Why? WHY?

- Damian, don't you want to give me a kiss?
- Ye-es, he says in the smallest voice

The bus is waiting for him to get safely in the car...

- Get in the car Damian.

He gets in and smiles at me.
- Don't you want to give me a kiss? I ask, almost whining.
- I do, just....
- Just not in front of the bus?
Yes, he nods.

I get my kiss, and drive home.

"Solids - Maybe not a bad thing"

Yesterday, Little A decided he likes rice, meat, and okra (courtesy of "teta"). Today, he decided he does not want his rice and peas, but he prefers the chicken on mommy's plate.
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