I'm sitting on my driveway with my kids. They're not sitting. They're riding their bikes. Taylyn has just recently learned to ride her two wheel bike without the training wheels. I realize this is later than most kids learned, but she never had much of an interest. I tried to teach her a few times, but she was adamant about learning on her own. And now, here she is, riding her bike. TJ is trucking around on his three wheel bike, going as fast as he possibly can and secretly antagonizing Taylyn by passing her over and over again.
"YOU DON'T HAVE TO BRAG ABOUT YOUR BIKE GOING FASTER!!!! BY THE WAY, MINE IS TWO WHEELED AND YOURS IS THREE".
I love watching my kids play. I wonder sometimes what they will remember about their childhoods and what they won't. I wonder if they'll remember about their childhoods, about growing up....about me. Some days, it feels like all I do is tell them no and correct them. I wonder if anything I'm teaching them is sinking in. I wonder if they'll ever know how many times I looked at them while they slept. I wonder if they'll ever know how much I love them.
My time with them is going by too fast.
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That time does go by WAY to fast -- I was thinking that for Kody, we could possibly be down in the single digits of his time left at home! WHERE DOES THE TIME GO?!!? Cherish the moments and treasure the days!
PS...next time, don't write in yellow -- DORK! I'm getting OLD!
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