Son, 13, runs half-marathon (13.1 miles) with dad |
One year later, son almost meets dad eye-to-eye |
My, oh my, how much things can change in a year. I don't think so much physical change has happened in my children since they went from newborn to one year old as it has this past year. Sometimes my children wake up in the morning and I think, "You look like you've grown." And now I realize, "They have!" My young boy has turned the corner to young man. I wouldn't trade it but it still takes me by surprise when I hear his voice or his steps around the house and think that it's my husband. Nope, my son.
Every time I think I have embraced the change fully; I notice something new. His changes startle me. Wow! How did this happen? Years ago I was standing in line at the post office with my newborn son. It was a loooong line. A woman said to me, "It seems like 7 minutes ago that my children were that young." I had had a lot of people remark how quickly the time goes, but 7 minutes? Seven minutes ago she had been standindg where I had been in line at the post office. I thought her exaggeration was a bit ridiculous.
Over the weekend we hosted a teen night at our house. We made over 10 homemade pizzas. As I was making those pizzas I reflected on a shopping trip that I had at the grocery store with three under three. A woman at the store commented about how she missed those times with her little ones. We kept bumping into one another throughout the store and even ended up loading our groceries into our cars side-by-side. I was an exhausted young mother, tired of people saying enjoy this while it lasts, so I asked her what she missed. She said, "the hugs and kisses and snuggles. Don't get me wrong. It's still fun. We're having a bunch of friends over tonight for a soccer party. But I miss those days." As I was making ten home-made pizzas, it reminded me of all those hotdog buns into the car. Holy Smokes! They weren't kidding when they said it would feel like just seven minutes ago they were snuggling on my lap begging for me to read them one more story. Now, I'm hosting bunches of their friends over to my house just like that lady at the grocery store.
Now it seems like just 7 minutes ago, I was holding them in the post office line or at the grocery store with three littles. If the last 14 years are any indication of how quickly time flies, I can only imagine how the next 4 years will go by. And then the first one will fly the nest. Just as they came quickly, they will fly out of my nest one, two, three. My heart can hardly stand it....so since I cannot slow down time. I must try & savor the here and now.
Levi & Kip, two of my favorite men! |
Linking with Jen .
So true! Thanks for the reminder to savor each day and each phase. I'm sorta in the middle right now. :-) have a blessed day!
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My goodness, the picture! That is unbelievable. His face even went from a kid's face to a teen's face. So true that: "the days are long but the years are short."
ReplyDeleteWow. Standing next to Kip, you can really see how tall he's getting! Crazyness. : )
ReplyDeleteThere's another MAN in my house! (...and I believe he ATE my son.)
ReplyDeleteYou know, as I look at the pictures more, Levi is not the only one looking more "mature". Hmmmm...
ReplyDeleteAin't no spring chicken yourself there, mister...
DeleteHa! Ain't that the truth! Missing you my friend.
DeleteIt's scary to me how much my older brother has changed. But then again, none of us kids are so little anymore... : )
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