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They Keep Growing

I feel like the realization has smacked me in the face (and heart) over the last month or so more times than I can count. These boys of mine, they keep growing up. Ok, Lily is growing up too, but right now I seem to be focused on the leaps & bounds growing the boys are doing.

I think I can blame those “this day” memories Facebook keeps showing me. I seem to be caught in an endless flood of adorable toddlers, whom I can’t even understand now, with their adorable, round cheeks, and infectious laughs. I just can’t pull myself away from those pictures and videos FB keeps showing me!

And now I find myself constantly marveling at their bigness…

At baseball games… “When did these boys get so tall and skinny?!”

At children’s museums… “I can’t believe two out of three are tall enough to ride the sky bike now! Wait… that means they’re only 11 inches shorter than me now!”

While riding their bikes… “They look like clowns on tiny bikes! STOP GROWING!”

When they ask deep, intellectual questions… “Crap. These kids are going to be smarter than me in no time, but they’re also going to be world changers – I can tell!”

When I do birthday math… “Oh my gosh… they’re about to turn NINE, which means they’ll be halfway to “adult”!”

And finally today….

Growing Up

When they left for camp. I don’t mean day camp, I mean sleep over, have tons of free time, with other “adults” watching you but not as closely as your mom would watch you, kind of camp!

I’m not nervous about their camp experience this week. They have each other, plus Nick is there as a leader (but not their cabin leader). I know they’re going to have so much fun, and be instantly hooked on this new freedom and level of fun!

While I was watching them rush around early this morning, and shoveling cereal into their mouths at a choking-hazard pace, I got misty eyed. I can’t even blame my allergies or dust this time. This was legit lump in my throat, eyes watery kind of stuff. And thinking about it right now is making the tears spring up all over again! Dang it, Helen. Pull your Blubbering Mess of a self together!

Nah. Never mind… I’ll just embrace the emotions right now, because honestly so many “firsts” and “whoa” moments are about to come flying at me over the next month and a half, that I might as well just grab some tissues and chocolate and hold on for the ride.

First day of kindergarten for Lily? Yeah, I see you coming.

 

  • July 12, 2016 - 3:16 am

    Jennifer Ashen Esfandiary - And then, they leave for college. I’ve cried since May, almost daily.ReplyCancel

  • July 20, 2016 - 5:33 pm

    Paul Kahalewai - Good looking boys! I can’t imagine, 9 years old? Our boys are coming up on their first birthday & I already wonder where the time has gone!

    Best of luck at camp boys, enjoy!!!

    PaulReplyCancel

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