The Analyzing of Lunch

Max grew up yesterday. He is now a little boy to me. While he was eating his lunch, it became so real how independent he is. No longer that baby who I used to nestle in my arms for hours every day. He can do things on his own, think on his own, has his own ideas about the world. I feel a new responsiblity now. I know that I only have one chance to create a person who is free-thinking, compassionate towards others, and curious about the world around him. There is a lot of pressure when it comes to parenthood. Everything I do now, I have to analyze how it affects him and what the consequences might be with his understanding of it. How does he interpret the things that happen in the world? How do I explain the world to him?
Anyhoo, all that from some juice in a cup, a hotdog and an apple.