For so many year now ds has taken a stuffed animal to bed with him. A special friend has travelled to every sleep-over and to every school excursion and camp since he commenced doing these in early primary school. The last few years he has done this quietly, selecting the smaller less obtrusive of his collection worried about what others might say but returning relieved as he discovered other like minded kids in his shared accommodation.
Today he was packing for an overnight stay at his friends place when I asked him if he had put in a cuddly.
He looked at me with a wry smile and shook his head. "I don't need to so much now Mum", he said.
Part of me rejoiced in his maturity, he is growing up and moving on. Another part of me cried for the little boy that was.