It's weird, because in some ways it feels like Noodle has been a part of my life for so much longer than 4 years, but on the other hand, can I possibly have a 4 year old daughter? I wonder if being a parent always has this feeling of time bending and tweaking to it. They seem to grow and change so much, but I feel pretty much the same as I have. Though I guess once you enter full-on adulthood (defined in this case as married with children) the lessons you learn and the growth you experience are small compared to the growth of a child.
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I know what you mean. My kids are twelve, ten and three now. I can't believe that I have a twelve year old. Twelve. Yet, I can't imagine how my life would be if I didn't, nor would I want to.
By the way, I love this picture. She's a little cutie.
Yeah, twelve is really mind-blowing!
I can't imagine life without them, either. Even Spud, who I really didn't think I was ready to have as I hadn't even figured out how to handle one kid. But so often now I look at the two of them and think, What would life be like with only one? And I'm so glad I don't know.
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