My baby is going to his first away hockey tournament. He is leaving with his Dad for three days. He packed the suitcase himself and got all the essentials. Socks, sweats, t-shirts and knee hockey sticks. Plus, snacks and drinks for the long drive. And the part that swells me with emotion? One stuffed animal. Thud goes my heart.
Because he's big and little all at once. He's goalie tough and soft heart both. He gave me a reassuring grin when I said I wasn't coming this time. "That's okay mom, I'll just call you after every game so you know how we did. Oh and can I take the movie Lilo and Stitch with me?"
I think we've watched that movie a hundred times together. And the memory of the two of us watching, snuggled together on the couch with his sippee cup and stuffed animals, cocoons around us as I hug him goodbye. I am sending bits of me with him. And he has yet to fully know, my whole heart is crammed with all of him. Gosh I love that kid.
Good luck Squirt White team!