Catchin' up...

I haven't been blogging...guess I better get with it! :) I always seem to think that with summer will come time for extras. BUT, that is never the case because all the extras take all the time that I thought I would have left for relaxation and catching up on 'things'.

In a nutshell the last few weeks have scurried. The running around is going strong, the extra jobs the kids have and our jobs, along with trying to have some enjoyment has made the end of May and first part of June WHIZ by.

I DID get teary eyed at grad but not sobbing...I cried more in Mass that morning seeing my son all grown up in a cap and gown. I noticed that he had somehow before my very eyes become a young man. When did I miss that? When did that happen? Was it when he learned to ride bike? Or when he pitched in his first baseball game? Or was it when he got his permit to drive? Or maybe when he played his last basketball game in a high school jersey? Or was it that day when he walked into the church with a cap and gown that he grew up? Somehow between the doctor saying "It's a boy" and hearing his name being called to receive a diploma he did it, he grew up, and I missed it! What kind of mom am I?! I looked at my girls that day differently...they were little yet right?! One is 14 and the other 11...that is still young and yet, I looked and I saw that they too had grown some! What in the world? They are right behind him and I am slowly losing the little ones that used to drive me crazy with sleepless nights, crying, and fighting. Now the things that drive me crazy are different and more complicated. And they hate to hear little kids with whiny voices! They complain and I look at them with a glazed look and say, "A whiny voice? Whatever do you mean? I have NEVER in my life, EVER heard you three whine! I have no idea what voice you're talking about!"

With Faith, Hope, & Love I have gotten them this far...they will all grow up and leave to live a life of their own someday and I will always be amazed at the things they do...did they learn that from me? Or from their dad? Siblings or grandparents, aunts, uncles? And does it matter where it was learned or who they learned it from...as long as the things that they did pick up on were the 'good' things! :)