Lil' Bit Sentimental

My Family is growing up and the more I witness it, the more I want to freeze it.
If only that were possible.

I remember hearing old people say stuff like that all the time growing up,
and I thought they were weird. 

 Old and weird.  Shoot! Now I am just that -  Old and weird!

I have been having these feelings more and more lately.

I think it's the fact that we almost have a 7th grader.

I got choked up last week in Jr. High Orientation.

Choked up!

I kind of giggled to myself over that.  But it happened.

I watched my son, as he stood up to get his registration papers.

He turned, looked back at Trav and I, and with a smile on his face, nodded his head at us.

I've served with the youth.

I know how fast they grow up the second they hit Jr. High.

Driving home from that, I said to Garrett...."I don't want you to grow up.

You're going to go to Jr. High, and next thing you know....you'll be in High School.

And, no sooner than High School, you'll be on a mission.

Then when you get back from your mission.....it won't be Mom you want!

It will be some other cute brunette!"

He just shook his head, and uttered the teenage sounding...."Mom!"

None of Tyler's pants fit right anymore.

They are all kinds of embarrassing lengths of capris it seems.

He's losing that "I'm in Elementary" look and getting more mature every day.

(Well, except for this a.m. when he cried because "Someone" lost his shoes!

Why is it NEVER their own fault?)

Julia has Kindergarten Registration this week.

How?  

Wasn't she just 2 1/2 dancing in front of the t.v. with little pigtails in her hair last week?

Our Little Austy turns 6 months old this week.

He will lie on a table today next to his 12 yr. old brother and 5 yr. old sister

as they all get their immunizations that signify yet another instance of growing up.

And then there is my husband, 

who still gives me butterflies as I watch him getting ready for work 

every morning.

He's growing up too.

As of late, I have witnessed some gray hair making it's way to the surface of his head.

I have to say.....I kinda like it.

Is that weird?

As I have been dealing with of all this change creeping it's way into my life,

I find myself wanting to find some way to freeze it.

I have their hand prints in clay and their foot prints traced on paper

but somehow that just doesn't seem to cut it.

I have lived my whole life to get to this point and now it's flying by faster than I like.

Last week Julia had to take something for Show and Tell that started with the letter B.

As she thought of what she wanted to take.....

she got a big smile on her face and said, 

"Mom!!  I want to take Austy!  Baby starts with a B and so does Brother."

Couldn't really deny that.....so I loaded him up in the car

and within a few minutes that little Show and Tell was working his
magic on a bunch of preschoolers.

Baby Boy Brother Burke

Perfect Show and Tell Sis!

Now .....about that freezing machine!