When I wonder what you’ll be like when you grow up, I don’t have to look very far.
I see you teaching your sister how to throw a baseball.
I see you picking her up and giving her a giant bear hug.
I see you open her juice box without being asked.
I see you include her in the game you and your friends are playing.
I see you bouncing her as high as you can on the trampoline.
I see you swim by her side in the pool.
I see you sneaking out of bed to watch Tom & Jerry with her after lights out.
I see you give her a high-five and tell her “Great job Sissy!”
I see you cheer her on at her baseball game.
I see you pick her up and carry her across the stones when she won’t wear her shoes and my arms are loaded down with grocery bags.
I see you get me a glass of water because I’m coughing…and I didn’t even have to ask.
I see you give me that look that tells me you understand that sometimes being her Mom is very difficult and stressful and trying.
I see you.
I see you perfectly.
And I don’t have to wonder what kind of man you’ll be when you grow up.