Luke had a dentist appointment on Thursday.Normally we try to work it out so we don't have to take extra kids to appointments, but this time Henry and Josh Oliver were tagging along.
While I was trying to get the boys settled in the waiting room, they called Luke's name. When I turned around to tell him that it was our turn, he was already on his way back.
I stopped for a second and wondered what I should do.
I hadn't even considered the idea of him going back by himself, but he obviously didn't act like he really needed me to be back there with him. Then I wondered if it would make me seem like a bad mom if I just sent him on his way like that. It was a big dilemma for me!
After a couple of minutes I decided that I would just go check on him and see if he wanted me back there.
He was fine. He was smiling and content in that big chair. He said he was alright by himself, so I went back out in the waiting room with the other two.
I was so thankful I didn't have to cram all of us into that little room--which made it a much less stressful visit then I had planned!
That kind of independence is just another upside of the boys getting older--as sad as it is.
