This morning started out the same as any other morning. The kids woke up, had some breakfast, and chaos ensued when trying to get Ethan ready 10 minutes before he had to run out the door for school.
The girls and I worked on their homework and practiced sight words. We read a book and sang a few songs. They helped me pack lunches, and then we went upstairs to get them ready for school.
They picked out their own outfits and got dressed by themselves. They told me how they wanted to wear their hair. They put on their socks and shoes. And then we went out to check to see what was growing in the planter box they helped me plant.
When they turned back towards me, this is what I saw:
When did they get so big? Weren’t they just this big?
I keep thinking that I want them to grow up, and then I am surprised on a daily basis by how fast they really are doing it. I look at the picture I took of them this morning, and I don’t see babies or toddlers. I see beautiful little girls. Independent little girls who can’t seem to get enough learning and information or feed their curiosity fast enough. I’m so proud of them.
I know I wrote about this same thing recently, but I just couldn’t believe it this morning when those big little girls turned around this morning.
It all just goes so fast.