Thursday afternoon the grands arrived, all five of them at the same time! Chance was so excited!
We have a new tween, someone turned twelve. Someone who used to be a little boy and whose voice I could recognize in a crowd, whose laugh I could hear from a long ways off..has changed. There was this new deep voice, and a different laugh..and my grandma ears were confused. Who is this new person and what have they done to my grandson?
I didn’t notice it when I talked to him on the phone..when we discussed his cake.. “How about an ice cream cake when you come over on Thursday Noah?” He replied in his little boy voice, “Sure Grandma that would be fine, but I don’t like the frosting.” I said “Neither do I, we will scrape that part off and just eat the ice cream” He said “good deal” ..there was no hint of a deep voice..I was clueless. He looks the same, well he might be a bit taller and a tad skinnier than the last time I saw him. The little boy is gradually disappearing.
A young man, with a deep voice has taken his place. I will just have to face the fact that he is growing up:)