I have recently been overwhelmed by the process known as "parenthood". Watching my children become young adults...adolescents. It became everso apparent yesterday while watching Toy Story 3 with Paige and Grant. But especially, Grant.
Grant was especially interested in Toy Story when he was about 2. He had a Woody and a Buzz toy he played with often. He actually called Woody, "Goody" and dressed up as "Goody" for Halloween when he was two. He loved Goody. When Toy Story 2 came out Kurtis and I decided to take him to the movies to see it on the big screen. We took him to the theater, bought him a popcorn bucket bigger than his little head and took him to his giant chair that he couldn't even hold down with his own weight. He sat perfectly still and in awe as he watched his pals Goody and Buzz in their new adventure.
Flash forward eleven years to yesterday. I had Grant sitting on my right and a little two year old boy on my left. I didn't know this little boy on the left but I instantly flashed back to the day we took Grant to see Goody and Buzz.
Then the movie started. Andy has grown up. He is going off to college. Giving away his toys. Just this week, Grant and I prepared many of his toys to give away to charity in preparation for our move. One of the ones who stayed....Yip, Goody. Andy only chose one of his toys to keep. Woody.
About that time, I had the worst allergy attack right there in the movie theater. Oh, ok. I cried. What a beautiful picture of what really is happening in my life with my kiddos. They are growing into young adults but at the same time, holding on to the things they find special and I hope and pray that Kurtis and I have taught them some things that they will chose to never give away and always hold dear to them.
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I LOVE this post, Jacki... I totally know what you are saying... I really loved it!
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