This picture is a representation of my life this year.
My 'baby' lost her first tooth.
Years earlier than any of her siblings, and catching me by surprise.
She is five. A whole hand, and will be starting kindergarten this fall.
All day kindergarten.
My other 'baby' is a decade old.
She is in her last year of elementary school.
Off to middle school.
We shop out of the juniors section.
The next 'baby' will be sixteen this summer.
He will start drivers ed in the spring.
He plays 2 varsity sports. And shaves.
Drivers Ed? I just took the training wheels off.
My oldest 'baby' is an adult.
So says the law.
In two months he graduates High School.
He will go to college in the fall.
He can vote. He was just born.
I know this is my job, and I would like to think I have done it well.
I look around and am shocked to see no diapers, and pacifiers.
Shoes that are too big for my feet.
Big kids where yesterday there were babies.
Each day is a gift, and each night after teeth brushing, prayers and tucking in, we are one day closer to the day when they fly out of the nest.
I didn't think it would be this fast though.