Mommy Mondays! I spent the weekend finalizing plans for our upcoming trip to Disneyland. It’s my oldest son’s landmark birthday celebration, you see. Deep, deep down I wondered if having a 21 year old would disqualify me from the ranks of “mommy”. But I know in my bones that it can’t be. Because I assure you, in the wave of a wand, your babes will come of age. When your Peter Pan is weaned at Neverland; when every first step, double-digits birthday party, communion and graduation has a Disney Park as its backdrop, there should be no other place to begin the “awfully big adventure” into manhood. What follows is the pixie dust that will sail our 21 year old into everlasting youth.
My boy DID grow up, but with a song in his heart, and a childhood full of “lovely wonderful thoughts”, he will hopefully never loose his inner child. At the Happiest Place on Earth, our 21 year old will not be shutting the window on his youth; as Walt said, he will officially be an adult with a “child’s approach to life”. Forever more.
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