Burning Childhood at Both Ends
I'm currently in negotiations to make sure I get to see Inside Out before it has seven sequels, a TV series, and a line of stuffed animals that represent various mental illnesses. That's pretty much how things go when you have a baby in the house. Planning and sacrifices are required. Babies are awesome and adorable and fun, but there are just some places they don't belong. Like movie theaters.
I discovered this weekend that they also don't belong at graduation parties.
I mean, Mila was fine there. She was relatively well-behaved and only managed to eat about a pound of junk food (an improvement from her usual CRAPTON), but man. MAN. There's something about having both ends of childhood right in front of your face that slaps you around and makes you beg for mercy.
It goes so fast.
The young man who graduated was Mila's age a blink ago. There were photos of him scrolling on a slide show that served as proof. He was born, we all blinked, and now he's headed to college.
I want to think it was only a blink because he's not my kid, but I realize that's not the case. It goes even faster when you live with them. Alexis is halfway to graduating, and yet I pulled a pair of toddler socks out of her laundry basket this morning. The days melt into weeks and years and you don't even have time to make sure the clothes in their dressers still fit.
I better get started on the slideshow for Mila's graduation. It's just a blink away.
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Reader Comments (3)
Awwww. I'm a little sniffly.
At least you have pictures to prepare. We are not a picture taking family so preparing the poster board collage thingy and slide show at her graduation party ought to be loads of fun for us. Diva is a Junior this year - let me repeat JUNIOR! We haven't even gotten to Disney World yet - I have so many things I wanted to do with her and haven't. I'm trying hard to not blink.
I KNOW! They grow so fast...except for when you're trying to get some sleep, and then they seem little forever. heh.