Happy 11th Birthday to my sweet son Cole.
Sunday he told me to wear my high heels because he thought they were "Secksy".
Tonight as I tucked him in I told him how I loved his cockney accent, the way he cuddles his brother, the energy and laughter he brings to our home. I love his tender heart, his goofy stories and silly impressions. I love his easy affection, his dedication, his compassion.
"And Mom" he said, "I love you because you're Secksy."
I can't decide if I should be flattered or worried. I know he just says it to make me laugh, and the word itself probably feels a bit naughty to him. But really, it just makes him seem so old.
Stop growing up already.