Samantha
“Mama, Idon’t want to wear a tie!” Henry whined as I got him out of his booster seat. “It’s chokey.”
Exasperated, I slipped two fingers beneath his tie to test that it was plenty loose.
“It’s fine,” I told him. “And you look so handsome. This is a big kid party, remember? You’re my big boy, aren’t you?”
He scrunched up his little nose, clearly wishing to argue with me so he could take the tie off. However, I knew my boy would never admit to being a little kid.
At length, he released a heavy sigh and answered, “Yes, I’m a big boy. But I can take it off when we leave, right? Right away?”
Grinning, I nodded. “Yes, you can, I promise.”
I took his hand, and we walked through the parking lot to the country club the rehearsal dinner was being hosted in. It was one of the swankier
