...little boy blue

...come blow your horn. The sheep's in the meadow the cows in the corn. Where is the boy, who looks after the sheep...he's under a haystack fast asleep. I used to sing that song to Ben every night during bedtime,after stories.

My little boy blue is growing up, I want to slow the wheels down.

This afternoon, I had my last conference at grade school. I also learned Ben began his Human Reproduction course. Next week, he graduates from the Dare program, which teaches kids about the ill effects of drinking,smoking and using drugs. Ben had to write his Dare essay this evening and to make a promise.

I'm not ready for this crap, he's still my little boy blue, who's asleep right now. His youth is flooding into my memory bank, tears are forming in my eyes as I type this...God give me strength.