Our boy has recovered from his mild bout of COVID. He was back at his computer when he raised his head and asked me:
Him: Mum can I spend time in central London with my friends next weekend?
“No,” screams my heart. You could hear it from six blocks away. “You’re six years old. You are staying right here where you’re safe, child.”
“Chill out you crazy woman,” says my head. “He’s fifteen and perfectly capable of navigating his way around. You can’t hold him forever. He’s a sensible boy. He’ll be ok.”
H: Mum?
M:…
H: Mum?
M: Give me a moment son. I knew this day was coming. I just didn’t realise it was going to be today.
H: You ok?
M: No. I’m freaking out… Can mums tag along too?
H: No.
Of course our boy will need to roam about by himself sooner or later.
Our boy knows his way around. And he’s old enough to test his growing independence.
But London is such a huge city.
His father thinks this is great news. And loves the fact our boy has this incredible place as his stomping ground.
Me, not so much. But I’m letting him go. Because it’s time to start letting go.
This growing up business is stupid.
I took a picture of a poppy in full bloom and filtered it using the Hipstamatic App.
For Debbie’s Six Word Saturday
Nomad Online 
17 responses to “I just need a little time”
Hahaha, this reminds when of when I got my drivers license and my mum told me to not drive out of our suburb. It’s great that he is finding his confidence and feet in this world.
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I like your mum! Thank you. Yes, it’s a good thing he’s testing his independence. 😅
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I’m with you, mama! Just set some simple but firm ground rules before he ventures out. Can I recommend having a “safe spot”? This was the place in town where I would tell my boys to go if they ever needed me to pick them up. It was a bench outside a candy store. If their phone got lost or died, or our wires crossed, that would be the first place I looked. I only had to resort to it once, but it saved me a lot of panic.
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That is a fantastic idea! I had some ground rules before hand too. But that safety spot idea is brilliant.
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Hopefully you will never have to use it, but it can take the panic out of a situation and that is always a good thing.
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I remember those days with my daughters. I felt the same way as you do. SIGH… they have to grow up. ❤
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They do don’t they? Much virtual hugs to you.
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Happy Valentine’s Day! The good news is that they baby birds want to fly away, but after they’ve had a little freedom, they always come back to the nest. 🙂
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Nice! ❤️
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so glad he has recovered, and that he’s feeling confident to head out on his own 🙂
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Thank you Becky! We’re super glad too! 😁
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Nearly a year ago, I wrote a series regarding my husband’s (Sam) beginning years in London and Wales as the Battle raged over London. I think you would enjoy them. I don’t recommend his parents way of raising him, but he became a good man. the Introduction: https://onetahayes.com/2020/07/19/invitation-to-sams-story/ I raised a couple sons with Sammy’s help. He was more flexible than I. I said, “no moterbikes.” But one appeared in the garage. 😀
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Good to know Oneta. I’ll check out your link!
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Nice post! Oh, the days when the kids were in High School: the good, the bad and the ugly.
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Thank you! ☺️ Indeed.
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My dad actually paid someone to keep an eye on me at the beach when I was that age. I only found out about it a few years back.
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Somehow, I don’t think your son warrants quite so much supervision.
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Haha! I understand your dad…
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