It breaks my heart that Evan is starting to become afraid of things. Whether it's because I remember what it feels like to be scared from when I was a child, or whether it's because it's the beginning of a loss of innocence (meaning Evan now is understanding that bad things happen in life)... it breaks my heart. Lately he is afraid of the garage door opening and closing, the water going down the drain in the bathtub, and sometimes...the dark. I hope this is a quick phase. But until then, Charlie the bear will keep him safe, I'm sure.
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