By Staff
Melissa Cason, Franklin County Times
If you look in today's classified section of our paper, you will see that my two sons, Jordan and Cameron, are celebrating their birthdays this week.
Jordan turned seven last Thursday, and Cameron will turn four on Tuesday.
Jordan's birthday was marked with his entry into the first grade, a milestone I have been dreading all summer long – mainly because first grade isn't what it used to be. It's harder.
As I was lugging my huge bag of school supplies, I could not believe how much my baby has grown.
Truly, it was all I could do not to tear up Thursday morning, especially when I ran into his music teacher in the hall.
She informed me that I was raising a kind and polite little boy, which is not always what I see at home. It's reassuring to know that it's what others see in my child.
I just cannot believe that my little baby is now a little boy with a personality all his own. It's exciting and sad to know that my kids are going up.
I feel the same way about Cameron, or Camers as I call him. He is my baby – my last child, or my latest to date. He is about to turn four-years-old, and he already has the attitude to go along with his age.
While he can be mean and as is known to throw fits at times, Camers is also loving at times, especially to animals and family.
He usually picks fights with his older brother but they can also play really well together at times, and I am so glad that I had them even if they get on my nerves sometimes.
I remember vividly giving birth to both of them, and the joys and difficulties of caring for babies, and now they are no longer babies. They are boys, and sometime far too soon, they will become men. I don't know where the time has gone, but I know I can't get it back even though sometimes I want to.