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I remember when

It sounds like a cliché to say "I remember when I babysat you!" - and yet, I feel like I'm starting to say these words much too often lately. There are days I still feel like I'm just right out of high school, and then Many More days when I realize that I'm starting to get "old"...
Yes, yes, I know. I'm really not that old yet. Not to mention, age is all relative after 25. But really - I look at kids and realize, I'm no longer a kid anymore.
All of this really hit me the other day in church. Most kids were back to start the Sunday School year and I realized ALL of them had grown at least a foot! When did that happen!?! Everyone's hair was longer or shorter, and they all were a little more confident in one area or another. And now I'm a month in to teaching at school and I realize how much my students have been growing since I met them a little over a year ago.
How does it all go so fast? Why do kids have to grow so quickly?
Why can't they stay like this?....

 I remember going to a wedding when I was in high school. The gal getting married had been a regular babysitter while we were really young. I had thought - Wow! She is so grown up and beautiful, and is starting her life with this man, soon to have her own children - how weird. And now, I am not just at that stage, but WELL beyond it, and I think - oh my goodness, the kids I babysat are all in college by now! WHAT!?!

Time is such a goofy thing. Most days we all just want time to slip away so we can get home, go to bed, or spend time with family or friends. But then there are the days that you just want to stop everything so you can keep it for a lifetime - but that never happens, does it?

Caleb turns 5 in a couple weeks. FIVE! How did that happen? I have a little boy that is now being babysat by junior high girls. How is this possible!? I'm still young right!? just out of high school!?! ha! reality check.

Time is flying. Am I living it to the fullest? Am I soaking in the youthfulness of my life and the youthfulness that the children around me bring each and everyday? Or am I wasting it away, waiting for my next few minutes of downtime or a good night's sleep?

I remember when I had a babysitter.

I remember when I babysat.

I remember when I wanted to be Older.

I remember when... I first held my Caleb in my arms - and life turned in to a whole lot more "Remember When's"  that were, and are,  full of absolute blessings.

The Lord has blessed me and my household, and for that I am truly grateful. I am very much excited for the "remember when's" to come... even if it does mean my little boy is growing much too fast.  :)

What "remember when's" are you thankful for??

Night Friends,


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