...your posture resembles the Hunchback of Notre Dame, and you feel your spinal column resembles a toppling Jenga tower of blocks.
...but, despite how big they are growing, you still savour those moments to scoop them up in your arms and pretend they're still your wee baby.
...it looks like your home has been invaded and overrun by toy-loving 'squatters'.
...and every time you think "surely they've grown out of this toy" and are ready to trade it in, they are inseparable from it.
...you sneak spinach into their smoothies, healthy snacks for every attempt at sugar... (and then sneak off to stuff your own face with chocolate chips!)
...and they eat like a bird day after day (until there's a plate of fries in front of them and they turn into a starved lumberjack).
...you justify some 'technology time' as a reward for having run them outside like mini-Olympians.
...you welcome the moment to sit quietly in front of a kid's show... while your squirming child has goals of being a contortionist for Cirque de Soleil.
...and you fear marvel that they can hack their way in to any computer or I-phone left sitting nearby.
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Yes, friends, these are just a few more moments to add to my list...
...it seems each day brings a new comic discovery when raising kidlets.
mama Mel ;o)
Ahh!
ReplyDeleteThis is such a sweet post.
And incredibly true...
Nicky
hehe, aw thanks sweet mama. ;o)
ReplyDeleteI totally get this. I often feel like a superstar, surrounded by screaming fans- hungry, messy fans who love to climb on those larger than themselves. Emery actually has a couple of uncles he especially looks forward to seeing for that very purpose.
ReplyDeleteGreat photos too, as always. And DARN cute kids.
hahha, human playground fodder for the young'ns eh? Thanks Dan! ;o)
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