Those two little boys in the background just found this photo cd of TheOldest when he turned 6. Day after tomorrow (just 7 short years later) he'll turn 13. A teenager. I love him more everyday. And I remember like yesterday when he was the size of those little guys back there. *sigh* I love the beginning of teenagerdom in the Parker house. And yet, the letting go, the growing up, the moving on...
In all of this blog upheaval of losing my old blog's database and working so hard to recover some of the content, we've also been trying to retrieve and save pictures we've had on various computers around the house. It has made Matt and me acutely aware of the passing of time. How much they've all grown and how quickly. It has lit a fire under us to try to save the memories and capture even more of them.
I love the excitement of new days to come; the laughter and joy and entertainment of older kiddos. And it helps me to appreciate more the little days of the youngers.
The days, they really are long, sometimes desperately so. But those years, y'all, they're amazingly short.
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