My Peeps Are Getting So Big.....

Henry turned 8 years old last week. I thought I would be sadder. Eight just seems like the start of the big kid years to me. I had a twinge here and there about having two "big kids" now, but overall I was pleasantly surprised to realize that I like having big kids. I didn't know how I would handle "middle-age childhood"....after all, I was a preschool teacher before I was a mom and so most of my experience with kids was with those still in diapers or Underoos.



But, here I am...mother of a 5 year old, an 8 year old and a 10 year old and I am finding that I really enjoy it. They are witty and smart. They follow the "don't wake mommy until the clock says 8" rule most of the time. The mostly follow directions.....mostly. But, overall, I think it is really fun to watch them as they start to become the people they are going to be. Maybe I would feel differently if I didn't have such great kids....if I didn't totally love the people they are becoming. But I do.

Ella is smart and funny and about the most helpful 10 year old on Earth.


Henry is hilarious and creative and finally realizing that there is a world out there that doesn't revolve around him.


And Charlotte....well, she's Charlotte....she is inquisitive and bold and the most compassionate animal lover I have ever encountered.



So, though I miss the new human bean stage of life....nursing, baby-wearing, adorable little clothes, etc, etc, etc......I am content and downright happy with the three children I have and thrilled with the older human beans they are becoming <3