One day

My sweet boy, one day you will be too big, too cool to play cars and trains with me. One day you will not want to be seen hugging me or kissing me goodbye as you go to school.

One day, you will stop asking me every five seconds "what's this?"

"what's that?" "whatchu doooin?" "Come on, let's run mommy"

One day, you will have friends of your own, that will be much cooler

than me, much faster than me.

So forget the dirty dishes, the unfolded clothes, and the disastrous living room.

Because I know my days as your number one sidekick are numbered.

Let's sit here and play. Because you will be a big kid someday...soon.