When do we realise our kids have grown?
During class graduation?
At their wedding?
When they moved out?
When they have kids of their own?
Next year is a significant milestone for my elder one. He’s going to shed off the pre-school life and begin a new chapter of academedic adventure, where he will have 6 years of exams and new experiences for company.
He will meet new friends and be exposed to colorful languages. He will fall and learn to get back up.
I’m already starting to miss his current phase of childhood. I can’t imagine years down the road what the feeling of empty nester will be like.