musings

It's strange that I spend hours and hours of the day with my children, and then suddenly, seemingly out of the blue, I see them do something, and it strikes me - they're growing up. This morning it was the way that Ben cooperated when I was dressing him, rather than just being spaghetti-armed. The other day it was watching Claire and realizing that when she doesn't pay attention she can go up and down stairs without having to hold the railing.

I have the feeling that I am still going to be having these realizations when they are 10, 18, 30...I will always marvel, and wonder where my babies went.