Fast Forward

I've started having flash forwards.

This weekend your allergies were really bothering you and you kept getting white goop in your eyes. Its sticky stuff and hard to get out and you hated the whole process. So there you are screaming no and kicking and waving your arms and holding your breath while I repeatedly try to get white goop out of your eyes.

At that moment there was no doubt that I was going to get the goop out despite your protests to the contrary. I know you didn't like it and got upset by it, but it had to come out and you weren't going to like that no matter how it happened. When your two, your parents get to make these kinds of decisions.

In fact, we'll get to make these kinds of decisions without your input for a while now. Right up until you declare "I'm not a baby anymore!" because you wanted to take the car out that night and we said no for no particularly good reason and then we suddenly realize that you aren't 2 any more and we don't just make all your decisions for you because you can't really be trusted to make them yourself. Its not because we're evil, its because we know we really need to get that goop out of your eyes even though you disagree.