It was bound to happen at some point today. Oprah’s ugly cry made it’s way to my face just moments ago.
I’m looking at all these beautiful pictures and these moments from today. When did she grow up?!?
I mean, I know I was there for it…there just aren’t words…
It’s like one minute her daddy is introducing her to me and the next we are here, taking pictures for prom. The last ten and a half years have vanished.
She is so beautiful. But more than that she’s a gem on the inside, too.
So glad I’ve had the last decade to experience life with her and watch her grow. Such a blessing to to have this life, to love this family, to live these moments.
I want to memorize it all. Every second.
Today is JD’s birthday. He is turning 11. ELEVEN!!
Each year that goes by with my kids, I look back on when I met them. Obviously,my first memories of AH are from before she was born but LD and JD were 4 and 2 when I started dating their dad.
I was thinking about how little JD was back then and broke out the old pictures. It wasn’t long before I came across these…
Is he not the most adorable little man? So stinking cute.
Now, fast forward a few years (or eight) and look at the handsome young man he is.
I can’t believe how fast these years have flown by. Only two more years and he’ll be a teenager. *sniffs, chokes back tears*
Happy Birthday, sweet boy.
I love you.
So…this is what JD’s doing this morning.
He chased Dashy around for a bit in this getup; the dog didn’t seem to find the humor in it.
JD then got tackled by his little sister, AH. They wrestled–he let her win–and then he looks up at her (as though he’s dying) and says,
“AH…I aaam your faaather!!” *collapses head and closes eyes*
Anyone ever met a teenager who doesn’t sleep a lot? Yeah, me neither. But she looks so beautiful doesn’t she? Love her.
And I bet her thumbs are incredibly strong and nimble, what with all the text exercise. They should give spelling tests in text message format. Kids would be better spellers and really eager to take their test. Just a thought.
It’s no shocker that having a teenager means spending money. LD left this note on our “I Love You Because…” sign on the fridge. It’s teenage for “Thank you.” 😉