I was sad, but understood. I patted him on the shoulder and told him to have a great day, then waved to his friends. Walking to my desk, all I could think about was how mature he seemed right then.
Later in the day, I was walking across the court yard and i paused to look at something. As I stood there, I feel these arms wrap around my waist and I feel this big sweaty head rest against my back.
I guess hugging mom isn’t so bad after all….(as long as no body is around!).