"Growing Up"

Yesterday, Peter, my newly turned 4 year old, was sick and vomited twice over the course of the evening. Today, when his Nana called, he asked to talk to her. He wanted to tell her he'd been sick and receive the sympathy and comfort that Grandmothers are so good at providing. I could only hear his end of the conversation which went like this:

"Hi Nana. I was sick yesterday. I 'grew' up two times. That's why I don't really like growing up. But I do want to be a daddy, so I do kind of want to grow up."

So cute, and yet so sad. I'll have to have a talk with my little boy. Growing up can be hard.....and oh so confusing!