Tonight as we tucked in, Halle and Ethan, both and independently, informed us they wish it wasn't the beginning of the 6th and 8th grade tomorrow.
In light of the journey we will begin as a homeschooling family this week, I curiously tuned in, waiting for an explanation. They wanted and even asked for this change. Were they having second thoughts? Was reality that summer is officially over, and time for real work to begin stirring apprehension?
I was surprised with their responses, as they both agreed that growing up is over rated, and that it would be better if we were starting Kindergarten or the 2nd grade all over again. If only. When I asked Ethan if he was afraid to grow up, he confidently assured me that was not the issue, and then replied "I like things the way they are Mom - why change it?" Gulp! What parent wouldn't (at moments) like to freeze time? Tonight I find myself (with a lump in my throat) wishing I could.
Our babies are growing up. I am excited to have a chunk of time this year, unlike any other, to impact their lives.
Gratefully embracing what cannot be forever.
2 comments:
Okay Tracy, that one gave me a lump in my throat. I always thought it was just us moms who wanted to freeze time.
Lump over here too. And a little tear. So excited for your journey this year! Looking forward to your chronicle of it all. :-)
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