overheard

I know that I just did an "overheard" post, but wanted to be sure to remember this one . . .

{In bed, snuggling before lights out with Braden, chatting about life}
B: Mom, I'm gonna grown down.
Me: What?  What do you mean, buddy?
B:  I am done growing up.  I just want to grow down. I don't want to be big.


Oh, sweet boy, I would love for you to stop "growing up" some days, too . . . And it's sort of sad that he's already caught on that being "grown up" is not all that it's made out to be - being little definitely has its advantages too.