Growing Them Up…It Happens Too Fast
Recently my six year old son asked me, “Doesn’t it seem strange that your youngest will be seven this year?” Now, either someone else told him to ask me that, or I talk about how fast my kids are growing up too often. Most likely the latter.
It’s true though. They grow up much faster than expected.
Dan and I have two sets of kids. The first group is the oldest four, ages from 15-23 in July. The second group is the last three, ages 6-12 in two weeks.
When I look at my older kids, I sometimes have flashbacks of when they were younger. It’s quite similar to that commercial where the little girl comes in and asks her dad for the keys to the car. He is seeing her at about age six, but when he throws her the keys, she is really about 18.
I have had similar flashbacks, and they have a way of opening the eyes to how fast life goes by.
I’m thankful for the flashbacks, they keep me in the frame of mind to enjoy each experience, each moment, whether good or bad. They remind me to remember on purpose, and to try to give my family my best.
When my kids are all grown, and raising their own children, I want them to remember their childhood with fondness. I want them to cherish the family time, the dinners together, the walks along trails, and the silly games. I want them to remember being little, while I still see them that way.
Cherish the time, it is short.
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