This past Sunday, Ben and I headed downtown in the late afternoon, just to walk our beautiful little city a bit. We made our way down Church Street, stopping to say hello to every last one of the bears along the way (from the Burlington Bears Its Art project), and ended up sauntering into My Little Cupcake for quick little treat.
After we purchased our mini-cupcakes (you must try the Fluffernutter!), we sat down and starting chatting with the kind man seated at the table next to us. He introduced himself to Ben, and literally almost started tearing up as he explained that he had just dropped his son off to start his freshman year at UVM. Interacting with Ben was reminding him of when his son was a toddler, and he kept reiterating what an amazing time in his life that was and how it was scary to look back and realized how quickly it all passed.
Yesterday, as I saw a bunch of my friends post pictures on Facebook of their children boarding the school bus, I (embarrassingly) found myself getting somewhat emotional thinking of Ben soon climbing the ginormous steps onto the bus and heading off for his first day of school. Time really does fly right by. Just six months ago, he wasn’t even walking, and now the little guy is climbing on top of everything and saying new words every day.
Even though I tell myself constantly to savor every precious moment with this little guy, seeing the man at My Little Cupcake getting choked up over how quickly his son’s childhood had passed was a reminder of how short and sweet this time really is. Some days, I find myself wishing Ben was a little bit bigger or more independent- I’ll catch myself saying stuff like “I can’t wait until he is big enough to play PeeWee Soccer” or “Things will be so much easier when he is potty trained”, etc. but I really do need to sit back and enjoy EVERY stage for what it is.
So, THANK YOU kind man at the cupcake shop for the “sweet” reminder