Yep, it is true- I remember wanting to be an adult, wanting to be out of school, wanting to have my own house so I could do things like jump on the bed, and not clean. Not that I want to go back to school, or don't want to be an adult- but I NEVER jump on the bed, or not clean up the house!
But now we are in that stage with Danika- you ask her how old she will be at her next birthday, and she says SEVEN- yep- every time. She says she has to start school, soccer and hockey (grandpa will like that one!). She even got up from the couch the other day- put one finger by her mouth, stuck her one hip out and said to us "I will be back, okay guys?" GUYS- who does she think she is talking too? How old does she think she is? CRAZY! I can't believe she will be 3 in just about 2 months. Well I can- because the terrible threes are starting, but it still seems like yesterday that we were calling people letting them know the good news- that after 2 years of trying we were finally going to have a baby!
She is going to be 3, but another thing I can't believe and which proves time goes by way to fast when you are older is that our little boy, our last baby is not a baby anymore. This time next week he will be a toddler. Bryce is turning 1! I can't believe it- time flew by with this one. I wish he wasn't older, I wish he would stay small (well young- he is a big boy) forever. I guess this is a wish that most parents have. Although I am looking forward to seeing what he will grow into, he is my baby! (now I know where the term mommas boy comes from). It is so nice to hear him laughing, he loves to stand and try to walk. He crawls super fast- which Danika never did, and gets into everything. We just laugh and say "yep, he's a boy". I am so excited to watch him grow, but sad at the same time.
The kids are doing great though. With everything they went through in the past 6 months they are doing great. Danika went from having her mommy 24/7 to not seeing me for days- so did Bryce, but at that point he was still too young to realize it. Everyone did a great job helping out- and still are. I think that it made them both better people- they are not shy to new people in the house- or around us. They are very open, and understanding. And I think as they get older and understand a bit more about what happened they will be more understanding to different situations that are going to surround them in their lives.
I love my kids, more than life itself- which is why I am still around. I had to fight for my life, for them. And I do each day. As much as I don't want them to grow up, they want to, and will, and I will see them turn into kids, teens, adults- when they will complain about the same things that we all did- and still do. I just can't believe how slow life seems to go by when you are young- but when you are older and want it to slow down, it speeds by!
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