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Last night our baby boy (17 next week) received his first armed services recruitment letter.
Don’t they know he’s just a boy?
Don’t they know he’s our baby?
Don’t they know that while he’s smart and brave and strong and tall … when we look at him we see that little wistful face, the boy who tilts his head to the side to sing and closes his eyes when he passionately makes a point? Don’t they know that this letter surely was meant for someone else? Someone … older?
I want to find my way back .. back to the days of Christopher Robin. Back to the days of .. Pooh.
I feel this way almost every day. Those years passed by much too quickly.
Like a flash and *poof* gone. It’s heartbreaking sometimes… Thanks TerriTerri for commenting, MJ
Oh my…..yikes, I would feel the same way. I am glad they do not do that up here in the great white north
I would love to go back to the days Pooh and the Ninja turtles for my guys…they are a tad bit older….um 27, 27 and 26. Have a lovely evening! 
Laughed out loud b/c our oldest was into TMNT (and would tear through the house, at full blast, singing it) and the youngest (this one) loved Pooh and Scooby Doo. Time just goes by too quickly. Peace