Forever Young

May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay forever young

May you grow up to be righteous
May you grow up to be true
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you
May you always be courageous
Stand upright and be strong
May you stay forever young

May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
May your song always be sung
May you stay forever young

~Audra Mae & The Forest Rangers

Adam and I spent yesterday evening arguing through text messages. Our son had his “girlfriend” over here, yesterday afternoon and evening. While I was fixing supper, they had gone and asked Adam if they could go on a walk. When he got back home, I saw his neck looked like he’d survived a vampire attack… Hickeys covered his neck. Adam and I talked about it, and he informed me, he’d seen these hickeys on our son, before they’d even gone on their little “walk”. My frustration boiled over. I went and ran myself a hot bath. Then, I began to send Adam some angry texts. As you’ll see, I didn’t exactly hold my opinions in.

Wyatt hadn’t ever gotten physical, with a girl. He hadn’t even kissed anyone, in any real way. He’s moving way too fast, and I’m not liking it one bit. I also feel frustrated as hell, that Adam seems to have this double standard, between our girls and boy. He would FLIP OUT, if that had been a daughter, instead of his son. When we went to bed, we continued a long conversation about all of this. Wyatt’s much too young to be thinking about sex. It absolutely terrifies me. I just want my babies to get a chance to live out their entire childhoods. I didn’t get to do that. It’s been one of the most important things I’ve aimed to give my children. I understand, they have to grow. I don’t want them to have to grow up, any sooner than they should, though. He’s barely a teenager. There’s still plenty of growing and maturing to be done.

This morning, Wyatt asked me if his girlfriend could come over. I told him, not today. Shortly after, I received a couple of text messages from him.

This parenting stuff isn’t for the weak! I love my babies so much. I desperately want to do the right and best things for them, always. We’ve had rules, about friends the kids have over. They’re not to close their door, when someone else is over. They’re not to have anyone over, unless Adam or I are home. I have their locations, on my phone. I’m trying to navigate this line, between giving them space to learn and even to make mistakes, but not allowing them to go too far. It’s my job to keep them safe.

We’re heading over to swim at Poppy’s, here soon. Wyatt, Mj, and me. Poppy will be there, too. I’m making shepherd’s pie, for supper tonight. I already cooked the ground beef, and I’m going to get the casserole ready to go, before we leave. This way, I can take it out of our fridge, and put it right into the oven, when we get back home from swimming.

I’m feeling nostalgic, for when my kids were little. It was so much easier to protect them.