My little miss Jaxon is growing up, and yeah, it breaks my heart in a good way. A few months ago she started going to Mother's Day Out and I can hardly keep up with all the changes. She can go to the bathroom completely by herself, she picks out her own clothes to wear (mostly), and is the biggest help with her sister.
She even opens up all the contents of her lunch by herself, which is pretty amazing considering I can't open up a Lunchable without spraying crackers all over the place...or even a juice box without it coming out of the other side of the straw. Big. Stuff.
So, the other night she told me she needed to wear her Captain America t-shirt to school. When I asked why she told me that the boys would let her play if she wore it. Well, since I don't do laundry on a daily basis Captain America shirt wasn't clean. I had to do the "mommy advice" thing that sometimes doesn't make sense but it mostly does. I had said something along the lines of "well, honey, if they value your friendship, they won't care if you don't have that shirt on."
Then today happened. I was walking down the hallway on the way to chapel behind her class and Jaxon was squeezed in between a couple boys. One broke the ranks and ran up to her asking, "Hey Jaxon! When we go outside do you want to be Spiderman?!" She beamed, "YES OF COURSE!" and they continued on their merry little way.
I had a proud mom face for the rest of the day because not only did she get to play superheroes,
but she got to be her favorite one.
