Everyday my 6 year old son gets off the bus and everyday he grabs for my hand to walk him home. Part of me looks at the bus and wonders...is he getting too old for this? I say "Heck no." He's my special little boy and I am going to hold his hand as long as I can. I realize that one day he is not going to want to hold my hand so I am going to savor all the chances I get to hold his.
As our "baby" gets older (she will be 1 year old in 9 days!) it is a little tough to admit that our kids aren't going to be babies anymore and that we are passing that part of our lives. I guess technically they will always be our babies but Adam, who is 6 and Sarah who is 4 don't like being called babies. I guess it is all that emphasis on being a big girl or big boy and letting them do things on their own. For now however, I will enjoy the hand holding while I can.