Happy Birthday, Ben
Four years have gone by very quickly.
It’s both awful and wonderful at the same time to watch your children grow up. Ben has really come into his own this last year, and the Girl and I find ourselves reminiscing about “when they were smaller” much more often these days. I do look forward to the day when I can take off for the weekend with family in tow and not have to worry about diapers and extra pants and stuffed animals, but we are at a fun stage right now. However, when I stop and think about how fast this family stuff has all happened, it’s all I can do to keep from falling to the floor and refusing to allow it to progress any further by throwing a bonafide full-bore temper tantrum. I just tell myself to save it for when I really need something, like that new computer we looked at tonight.