It took several incidents of rustling and crumpling for me to realize that a fairly large mouse had setup shop under the bed in my office. It seems this was the best place to hide his halloween stash from his older siblings.
Yesterday wasa spectacular late fall day for roasting hot dogs and smores and it kicked ass over any church meeting I've ever been to. We probably won't be short-sleeved and out in the woods until the spring thaw.
AND, check out them roasting skills!
Hard to accept that our six year old will grow up some day. I wonder if he will always seem younger--more innocent, cuter, softer--no matter how old he gets.
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I do find that I think of my youngest two children (almost 21 and 19 respectively) as "the little kids," compared to their older siblings (almost 29, 27, 25). Hilarious. I feel very protective of them, all of them, in fact--I think it's because you will always see the vulnerable part of them because you knew them when.
I don't know but I think the baby will always be the baby for me. (even though he is hardly a baby anymore). Not such a bad thing I think, I hope they won't be in therapy for this. ( but if not, I'm sure they'd find other reasons for needing therapy!)
yes I worry about the therapy and oldest son keeps insisting--often and vociferously--that we need to get tough on the youngest one.
STG says: The oldest will often see the youngest getting off easy. I was an oldest boy and growing up, thought the younger bros were babied. Same thing with my current family; the oldest thought the next was pampered and more loved (side note: my youngest thinks our autistic son, who's a year older than her, really has it easy).
Bottom line: As parents we practice on the oldest and refine our parenting as more kids arrive on the scene.
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