The Growing Up

There are many pictures like these around our house lately.
They always say "momdad" or "dadmom" with a "w" at the end.
Lately, "love" is added.
They usually come to us rolled up like a scroll.
From Sammy.
It seems like all of the sudden, he is so interested in drawing and writing and letters.
I love the people he draws and how he so carefully forms his letters.
I love the hearts he adds or the grass by our feet.
But each one tugs at my heart, just a little.
Maybe because it means one more of them is growing up, doing "big kid" things.  Leaving behind some of the "littleness."
I love the littleness and I love the growing up, too.
Sometimes, though, it's the leaving behind that gets me.