It is year 2026, and I can’t believe in four days I will have an ELEVEN year old!
It just feels like not too long ago I was holding him in my baby carrier. How is this life??
Also, Luke is turning eight 🥹 in three days and is turning out to be quite the hilarious entertainer. He has recently mastered a little phrase in a British accent which has Noah and I reeling with laughter and delight-
Noah, my little dare devil is doing wheelies and catching ALOT of air on the pump tracks.
Luke rode his first horse (that he actually remembers). Isn’t this the sweetest pic??
And everyday, literally every day I thank God for another day that they are alive, healthy, and safe because one day I might not be able to say that. That’s the reality of our lives down here, and though it’s a sobering thought, it helps me appreciate my time with them.
They are fighting a lot which is absolutely draining. I was in tears in the parking lot at Winco today after yet another, “Stop Noah, Stop!” and “No but you started it! Mom! He started it!”
I feel like I’m playing referee 24/7, and it’s exhausting! Any tips here I could definitely use. Needless to say, I’ve been taking advantage of YMCA drop offs to get a workout in and actually have some peace and quiet to hear my thoughts.
But they are good kids, smart kids, kind kids, and healthy kids. Can a mom really ask for more? I have never understood when growing up, my parents used to say “How come you’re so nice when other people are around but so mean to each other and to us when nobody is around?” And now I get it 100%. My kids are absolute angels around others, but can be so unforgiving and so ungracious to each other.
Why do we hurt the people we love the most? Why do we treat strangers and friends better than we treat our family and spouses?
Because we feel 100% safe there. So, I guess there is a silver lining to this little rant.
How are you doing? How are your kids doing? What’s new and exciting and hard and good? I’d love to know!