Emilee hit me with the above phrase not to long ago. I didn’t really appreciate it at the time, but
the more I look at my kids growing or think about my own time on this planet,
it is sinking in. I can vividly remember
feeling like the school day was never going to end, or that vacation was never
going to get here. Then BOOM, you’re a college
grad and no more school (at least for a bit). BOOM, that week of vacation felt
like it took merely hours. BOOM, you are
45 and wonder “where the ^%$# has all of time gone”?
Our perspective on time is fascinating. We never feel like we have enough time during
the day to get all of our work/chores/responsibilities done. We always feel shorted when it comes to down
time. But who has time for down time when you have kids, laundry, cooking, and
chores? Not to mention the “8 hour work
day” that turns into 10 to 12 hours with traffic in this city. It becomes like Groundhog Day. We simply get into a routine and we try not
to alter it. Schedules are good, so we
have been told. People become too busy
with BS to even be honest with themselves about what they spend time on is
important.
When did Gracie become this mini teenager? I swear to you I was watching the whole
time! Yet there she stands; four feet of
sass and beauty. When did she get to be
so quick? She has the absolute ability
to flip a conversation into her favor and make you think it was your own
idea. She has wit and charm and
attitude, and immaturity. It’s like watching
a movie at times. It does not seem like
she should be doing anything other than being held in our arms because she can’t
even hold her head up, but there she stands always ready to test your patience
and intelligence.
Gage is another story.
Running face first into his terrible two’s like a person on fire runs to
water, and running into every obstacle face first too. Always looking bruised
and battered, the sweetest of the group on a good day turns into Satan
incarnate at a moment’s notice. Tantrums
and obstinance that brings back the fond memories of his older sister losing
her %^&$ at the most convenient times.
A friendly looking assassin trying to find ways to take out his younger
sister while no one suspects. The
constant jabber of a kid trying to get his point across and two parents that
just wish he made more sense. I get it
Gage…surrounded by women and you have no voice! Lol
And then there is Sophie.
I can clearly see the thought bubbles form over this little tormenters
head, and have put together a short list…
*Mom looks like she needs some sleep, I can make
sure that’s not going to happen!
* I bet I can make everyone else in this house cry
at least once today.
*Hmmm, yesterday I liked sweet potatoes. Have to change that up today.
* I better learn to walk soon or the clumsy one might crush me!
All we want her to do is sleep through the night and eat consistently.
Both have been battles, but I know soon we won’t remember the rough times as
rough. Soon enough I’ll be trying to threaten
a boyfriend through looks alone, and I’ll miss all of this. And, I be wondering where all of the time went.
Keep Smiling,
Rob
