4 years ago, I watched my oldest daughter leave the house as a freshman in high school and I still remember thinking to myself...PHEW!...1 down and 3 to go!
I also remember being told (by other parents) that when my children hit kindergarten (i.e. started school full-time, not like in a smack it with a hammer sort of way) or reached the maximum 48 inches to ride alone (or whichever came first) that my job (as a parent) was DONE!
To date, I don't believe I have heard a less true statement.
In fact, now that my oldest turned 18 (that's a whole other adult, people!) and then the middle girl went and turned 16 (SOB!) I still can't help but wonder, "How in the heck DID we get here?"
I was once able to remember special occasions by referring to each of my pregnancies as a timeline: "Yes, I remember Grandma sold her house in 1998 - because, I was pregnant with Glen at the time."
Now that my kids are older (and heavier) I'm learning to focus on celebrating each moment...of every day...as if it were a special occasion.
Of course, it most likely will not be the one that my kids remember (like, that one year I "almost" forgot my son's birthday) but, let's NOT go there...just yet...m'kay?!?
How about you? How do you remember your family's special moments? Ever forget your kid's birthday? It's okay, I won't tell them.
Oh, and in case you missed it: more of our LIASO moments.
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