Someone turned 7...and 5...and 3!

July 11, 2016

I'm a bit backlogged. My kids keep growing up and I can't keep up! So suddenly I have a 7, 5, and 3 year old. I remember when Meredith was just born and people would ask about our kids and their ages. We'd say, "They are 4, 2, and New." Boy were those days exhausting. Soon they were 5, 3, and 1 - still exhausting. Then 6, 4, and 2 - oh, hmm, what's this...some light waaaaay at the end of that tunnel? And now I tell people my kids are 7, 5, and 3. It's strange to hear it coming out of my mouth since I still feel like I just graduated from college. And so in my time-warped mind I cannot reconcile having a 7, 5, and 3 year old while still feeling like I'm 22 years old. Aside from all this confusion about when and how I suddenly became almost 40 years old, I love this stage of life! It's still crazy at times, but so much fun. The boys can bike (my running days with the triple jogger stroller are over. Mixed emotions on that point, but it sure was getting hard to push those big lugs). We can have good conversation. They can help around the house and yard. You can reason with them. They are more brave and will go to friends' houses and have playdates. Luke can read. Ben can make himself a 3 course meal if need-be (often while I'm still in bed in the morning) and gets Meredith breakfast almost every morning (cereal), they let me SLEEP (um, a little embarrassing but today I woke up on my own at 10am! Not a single kid came in prior to that with a need. And there were storms so the cable wasn't working and they had no TV to occupy them). I'm living the DREAM! So to all those parents out there with babies...hang tough. Once they hit 2 everything seems to get a little bit easier.

Here are some birthday pictures:

LUKE'S:
Geocaching with close buddies