I've been a bad blogger. I know I have.
And I'm sorry.
And I'm sorry.
I'm not trying to make excuses but...
I have excuses.
Four of them actually.
As life has transitioned and settled in with the Little Kids - as much as life can "settle in" with two pre-schoolers - the Big Kids are moving on and moving out.
I can't believe how fast it's gone by. Wasn't it just yesterday that Moose was doing the chicken dance in kindergarten? And when did Ziggy get longer legs than me???
Three weeks ago Ziggy graduated eighth grade and all of a sudden, she's a freshman.
Two weeks ago four hulking
boys, no men, came to my house, loaded a truck with 23 years worth of Moose stuff and just like that, my boy was out in the world.
In the time it took to say "momma, look!!!" we've gone from this
and just a few weeks ago
I blinked and suddenly Ziggy wasn't rushing to the door, screaming "mommy!!!" and wrapping her arms around my legs as if she hadn't just seen me an hour ago.
I blinked and Moose went from an unassuming boy who preferred video games over people to a man with a firm handshake, an easygoing manner and a cocky "I know things" expression.
Where did the time go?
Did we enjoy every moment to the fullest? Did I tell them I loved them enough? Did they learn what they needed to learn to be good, upright, respectful adults? Did we have fun?
Before I know it there will be another graduation for Ziggy. A promotion for Moose. Disappointments. Love. Heartaches. Engagements. Weddings. Grandchildren.
I don't want to miss any of it.
I don't think I'll ever blink again.