And while we LOVE birthdays (at least the young peeps do), I'm starting to wish they could just stay small. I know, I know, experienced parents say it just gets better, but I don't want them to start being interested in girls and school dances. Right now I am still their best girl.
I remember turning 8. We had just moved to Jackson, MI and I was in a new school only a couple days before my birthday. My poor mom, she was busy trying to get her house unpacked and functional, and yet I expected her to bring a snack to school. She brought boxes of raisins. Somehow I managed to make friends there anyway. :)
So exactly how did I manage to go from being eight, to my middle son being eight? Its so bewildering to ponder that I will be forty this year and those gray hairs are only going to multiply. I don't feel so old (yet). But considering that Tyler will be in middle school this fall, I guess I must be old!
I guess the thing for me to dwell on is that I need to live NOW. In this moment, when I am not yet old and I am still my boy's best girl. I am one to anticipate and prepare for what is next, but in this instance I need to
JUST BE
and not let any day slip by unnoticed.
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