While I was washing dishes this afternoon, I looked out of the kitchen window and could not believe my eyes.
"What nerve!" I thought.
Those two have the audacity to grow up right in front of my eyes, and not feel one bit bad about it!
How can it be possible?
9 and 7 years old.
We are past the half-way point - as in if we imagine doubling Brodie's age, he won't even want to spend summer with us when he is 18. And Blayd's right there with him.
It is really a cruel trick that life plays on us Moms.
In the beginning, we are up to our ears in diapers and messes and juggling home and work and other life "stuff", and before we even realize it, it slips right by.
We are so busy and exhausted during those fleeting baby and toddler days, until we don't have the energy, nor the forethought to enjoy them enough.
But what is enough? Would there ever be enough?
Just like each summer break, as it rolls in and out on an ocean wave of activity and fun in the sun, we still lament the end of the season and sigh, "It wasn't enough."
Time. Such an enemy.
And little boys have no regard for it, and they blow right through it like two little tornadoes who can't wait to grow up.
Right in front of their Mama's eyes.