Well, Knut mentioned it last night, but I didn’t remember until he got me up around 7, to ask if it was alright with me if he left for the day with his dad, uncles and bestefar to go fishing out at the lake cabin. The rain prevented them to be in the fields, and it looked like a nice day. He said he’d like to take one of the kids, but wasn’t sure if he should take Silje or David.
Since Silje has gotten to go to her kindergarten orientation mornings while David had to run errands with me for 3 mornings, and Silje’s having her birthday next week, and already had her grandparent party last weekend, David was beginning to think that all special things were reserved for Silje. So we decided that he could go out with the men.
I had to wake him up, which is never an easy task, (the boy loves his sleep) but as soon as I mentioned going fishing, he popped right up and asked for his fishing rod. (He doesn’t have one yet.) We worked getting David dressed and packing his swimsuit in case an opportunity arose to swim as well.
The sunblock, the fishing hat that covers his ears, and a peanut butter and jelly sandwhich started filling Knut’s backpack. Knut grabbed the booster seat to put in the extended cab pickup that they were all driving out to the lake in, and David came running up to me to give me a hug and kiss before he was off fishin’.
I don’t know why, but I got a little teary watching him climb into the pickup with all the men. He’s my little boy. He’s still so little. My mind as a mother goes to all of the ways he could get hurt or die on a fishing boat, but I know that it is all foolishness. Why do I do that? I mean, I know those things happen, but it’s not exactly like fishing on a little boat is considered a dangerous past time. Plus, Knut would never be reckless with him.
But an even greater emotion was in that, it was his first fishing trip, and it seemed like a milestone that reminded me how fast these kids are growing up. Some days I plead with God to slow down this wonderful ride as a mother. It seems to be speeding up. From what I hear, it only gets faster.