The Time With my Tiny People
The independence is killing me.
My baldest baby is starting to sit on her own, which baseically means tomorrow she’s a junior in high school. How does this happen so fast?
They say “the days are long but the years are short.”
They’re right.
They’re right.
Although most days, I would actually have to say that they’re quite short as well. We’re always doing something, even when we’re doing nothing and it seems as though lately, I look back on our day and wonder how it passed by so quickly. I guess there’s that moniker too that says “time flies when you’re having fun.” I think they’re right about that one also.
I love you, my tiny people.
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