Friday, February 08, 2013
Wow, 5 & 6!
Wow! How did they get
I had a different subject in mind for this week, but I
realized that we’re doing some celebrating around here that I had to write
Our grandsons have just had their birthdays and we’re having
the favorite outing of the kids around here:
going to a bouncy house. Sarah
has done this type of party before and as expected every kid in the school
wanted to attend.
This year, I don’t know how or when, but our two little
dividends turned 5 and 6! Do any of you
remember my blogs about their births?
Dylan being born by induced labor because our daughter was having quite
the high risk pregnancy. The cord
wrapped around his neck and needing to be in the neonatal unit for a couple of
days? For Aidan we were all in the
delivery room-I held one of Sarah’s legs since the doctor gave her an
epidural. He was born healthy and
hearty. I got to hold him first! Quite a night.
When they moved out to Arizona, our hearts were being ripped
out to the core about not being able to see all 4 of them but every few months
and the begging for us to join them out here.
Could all of this happen in just 6 years???
Obviously it has-because Dylan is now a kindergartener and
learning to read. He told me the other
day, “Grandma, you don’t need to cut my chicken or steak-mom says I can use a
She’s right of course.
I was so petrified to let my first born use one that to this day, she
has a problem using a knife! Shame on
me, twice over.
Aidan informed us the other day that, “I’m 5 now and the
bathroom is right there, I don’t need anyone coming with me.”
I was both beaming at this declaration and sad that he was
this big! I can’t say old, 5 is just not
on the radar of “old”.
Funny, a girlfriend from the time our kids were literally
toddlers (we met taking our daughters to pre-school), just became a grandma for
the first time. My husband’s cousin (who
was our best man) is about to become a grandparent and another friend announced
that their daughter just had their second grandchild.
One close friend was lamenting to me that her only married
daughter is focusing on her career and is just hoping that she will become a
“bubbie” soon too.
Hmmm, maybe the fact that the boys are school age and able
to be so independent is not just a shock to the system because I keep seeing
them as tiny infants but somehow because I can’t believe where the years have
gone and how much has changed!
I’m proud of those boys and wish them the happiest of
celebrations and cherish all the others yet to come.