Yesterday Ty and I ventured to the doctor's for his 6-year well child visit. I was nice, for a change, to sit in the exam room waiting for the doc with my biggest guy and very little worries.
Ty is huge. 90th percentile for weight. 97th percentile for height. He is abundantly healthy and I even earned kudos from the doc for the fact that he has only seen him once since his 5-year old check up. Yes, he's had a very healthy year.
We skipped back to the car, loaded in and celebrated the successful appointment. Then, out of the blue, Ty says, "Mom, what would we do without you?"
Oh, my sweet guy. I smiled and said, "Don't worry about that Ty, I will always be here."
"No mom, what would we do without you?" Ty insisted.
"Ty, you don't have to worry about that," I said again.
"No mom, not YOU; -EW. You know like in "news" and "Andrew." I'm talking about the sound "ew". Not you," he clarified.
"Oh, I see. That would be hard to live without "ew"," I conceded.
I had to laugh at my assumption that my little guy could possibly be considering the sad state of a life without mom. How self important am I? :)