I was looking through old pictures on the computer today (because I have no photos printed from the past three years. My poor parents and in-laws have to take their own pictures of my children, because I certainly don't send them any. In my defense, it's not like I have any prints either. It's not that I just don't send them, I don't have them. My mom has become quite adept at copying pictures that I post on here and facebook and making her own prints. I give her props for this. I am a horrible daughter/in-law.)
Anyhow, I was looking at old pictures today and it about made me cry.
How did my sweet, little, LITTLE children
go from this
I have now got an almost-second grader and an almost-kindergartner.
Excuse their squinty faces. I like to make them stare directly into the sun to when I take their pictures. Anything for the best light, right? No worries, their sun blindness will subside soon.
And how did my sweet, precious, tiny, LITTLE babies
graduate from this four wheeler, where the only protection needed was a well loved binky,
to these, where real protection from real helmets are necessary?
When did this all happen?
I think I must have blinked.