There are all kinds of milestones in a kid’s life. I’m pretty sure those milestones, or at least the importance of each one, are different for the kid and the parents.
My baby got his first babysitting gig.
A neighbor from the “old” neighborhood asked if he’d be interested in watching their 1st grader from the time school is out until Dad gets home from work next week. They ride the same bus, so it’ll be easy.
Dude was ecstatic. He was like “I would totally like to do that!”
I was like “Sure, he’s responsible and can totally do it.”
Then I was like “What?! My baby responsible for another human being all by himself for 2 hours each day!”
He will be fine. He knows lots of stuff. He’s a lot of fun. And I’m only minutes away . . . even though I know won’t need anything.
Dude and mini-Dude will have a blast.
Just one more milestone for Mom to accept even though Dude doesn’t even see it as one.