Never Grow Up

I think it's about time I quit lying to myself. For the past 6 years, while truly trying to enjoying every minute, there were times I wished for the boys to be older. Not just so my load would be a little lighter but so that they were in school participating in activities and such. Well  now here we are - Jase is in school, playing sports and just turned 6. Cole, my baby, will be playing t-ball this spring, turns 4 this summer and starts pre-kindergarten this fall. Sigh. Where is that box of tissues? 


Yesterday was Jase's birthday. I went to wake him up - I just stopped and stared a minute. When did my first born go from binks, diapers and squishy cheeks to boxer briefs, big stinky feet and long legs? I actually did not cry here. Really. I just laughed at the thought and then Cole and I serenaded him awake with "Happy Birthday".

Sitting in the hair salon later in the afternoon is when I had a moment. A little boy around 2 comes into the salon with his mom and aunt. Hearing this little guy talk in his sweet tiny voice hit me in the gut. I was immediately reminded of Jase being that little. I seriously had big tears in my eyes and an even bigger lump in my throat. Thank goodness my stylist (yes, I have a hair stylist now and I do plan on visiting her more than once a year..hehe) was running behind and I was the only other person in the waiting area...I would not have been able to speak. Then last night, after boys are in bed, I came across a song that just did me in. Hit play. Listen.

My little men are no longer as the little men in the pictures below. They are growing up and they are doing it much too fast. Yes, I'm crying now. Dang Taylor Swift for this song that makes me cry.

So like I said in the beginning, I am going to quit lying to myself...I don't want them to grow up so fast. I want them to stay little and simple. Perhaps admitting this to myself, I will enjoy all the simpleness a little more.