You shouldn't put it in this bowl, he says. It's a little kid bowl.
But you always love this bowl, I remind him.
I'm a teenager now, he reminds me back. You should throw this away.
It's hard to remember that he's as old as he is. He still watches Blues Clues. And Thomas. He still likes to color with crayons. I just bought him a new box.
But he's fourteen in a few weeks, and more and more, he reminds me he's growing up.
No more beloved dinosaur plate and bowl.
It's a small thing, but for him, it's so much bigger.
And I hope he never outgrows Blues Clues.