A Sad Day

I always sit with Milo while he drinks his milk. I love that quiet time with him - sometimes his only real quiet time in the day. Tonight when I got his bottle and sat down with him in my lap he started fussing and would not take the bottle, pushing it away. I thought he didn't want to eat until I sat him down and he grabbed the bottle by himself and started drinking it. He sat there on his own and drank the whole thing down. I stood there watching... realizing that it was simply one of the first of many times he will push me away because he is a big boy. He didn't have to say it. I understood. "Mommy, I can do it myself now."