One feels that time is rushing by. I feel it the most when I look at my children. The two babies I held in the crook of my arm, one too big for me to carry already. The hugs are slowing down from Big V and Lil V who wants to copy his brother so his hugs are slowing down. In a typical paradox of parenthood - I wait for a moment when my children don't need me, and miss them when they are off doing things by themselves.
The way time seems to be rushing by I feel it will be tomorrow that they are off to college and I will be looking back at this blog post with nostalgia...
