It wasn't exactly a new revelation, but sometime over this weekend, between all the unspoken frustrations (and spoken ones) and implied and inferred criticisms, it finally sank home that this was it, that we have Houdini for the long haul and that things have changed forever. It made me grow up all over again, in that sudden way you do when you're faced with the first irrefutable adult moment in your life (the first of many alas).
And this time I can't wish my mom to come and fix it all away. I'm the mom now.
In other news, happy 3 month birthday, Houdini. We'll save the cake (or pie, depending on what you like) for when you can appreciate it.
