Growing Up

I'm not quite sure how it happened. I swear that last night I tucked a small boy into his bed and kissed him goodnight. Somehow, overnight, he seems to have suddenly grown up. I was working on the couch this morning when he came around the corner wearing a big boy's body. It didn't help that he announced to me in an appropriately disapproving voice, "Mom, you made a big mess of the couch already. Now I have nowhere to sit. You need to clean up all this mess right now." There was not one pause or stutter in his stream of plain English. Perhaps I need to stop sleeping; it seems every time I do, my boys grow up a little more.