Growing up too fast

They are growing up so fact. Seriously. I cannot remember the last time I washed their hair.

We went to breakfast, just the three of us, last weekend and I instinctively went to butter Jill's pancakes. She told me she could do it herself. Aaron was already at work on his own breakfast and I just sat there dumbfounded.

When did they grow up?

I mean, obviously I am not oblivious to the whole growing up thing, but these little milestones are killing me.

Can't they just stay like this forever?

Déjà vu

You know that moment you have as a parent where you find yourself having a moment of déjà vu? I had that moment today in the pediatrician's office when Jill started screaming, kicking and crying because she didn't want her ear cleaned out.

In that moment I flashed back to my first day of first grade when I ran out of the room and down the hall screaming for my mom. She always told me that she couldn't wait until I had a child that did that.

Can I tell you that my father laughed on the phone when I told him about this? He also said it made his day.

Needless to say, I cannot wait until Jillian has a child just like her. Maybe two...

As a side note, both of the kids were off the charts for heights. I don't know why this surprised our doctor seeing that I'm almost 6 feet tall and Scott is just over 6 feet tall.

When did they grow up?

The kiddos third birthday is rapidly approaching, and I'm not going to lie, it's stressing me out a little. No, not the party or anything like that, just simply the fact that my babies aren't well, babies. I feel like it was just the other day that we brought them home and were doing middle of the night feedings. Now they are talking and running and getting into just about everything in sight. It is so true what everyone tells you, cherish the moments because you'll blink and it'll be over.


See what I mean? Big kids! It's like it happened overnight or something. Anyone else feel like I do?