But then I'm reminded that he's still just a boy when he cries because he'd rather play than work on his spelling words, and when he needs a hug to calm him down so he can focus on homework. Or when I have to remind him to wear clean clothes at least a couple of days a week. And to remind him his teeth do need brushed every day.
I can see a few years down the road when he'll remember to do those things without my help to remind him. I'm sure that day will come too fast. I only hope that he still needs his hugs from his Mommy then.
Right now is a great age. He's getting responsible and still thinks I'm the greatest Mom ever. He's still just a boy. A kind and compassionate boy. The one who made me a mother and our couple a family. I love that kid!
Happy Eighth Birthday Eli!