Growing up needs to slow down.
My oldest kid is off to Governor's School - a summer camp program. It's so hard to keep reminding myself that he's the same age that I was when I went off to CTY (very similar to what he's doing). I know he's having a blast. My youngest kid is not - he's missing his brother like crazy. I'm pacing by the phone to hear from him and feeling guilty because I know when I went off to camp, I don't think I thought about calling my mom more than once. I heard from him last night and was glad to hear things are going well. I'm haunting the website for new pictures so my youngest boy and I can play Spot the Kid.
I'm not ready for this growing up thing. I don't feel old enough for this yet. I'm barely a grown up! All of this is made worse by the fact that he's only half an inch shorter than me now and he loves to rub that in.
On the writing front, there's been good news and no news (which isn't bad news!) and much much progress on my two current projects so things are going swimmingly - when I forget to be worried about my oldest kid who just keeps growing up on me.
I'm not ready for this growing up thing. I don't feel old enough for this yet. I'm barely a grown up! All of this is made worse by the fact that he's only half an inch shorter than me now and he loves to rub that in.
On the writing front, there's been good news and no news (which isn't bad news!) and much much progress on my two current projects so things are going swimmingly - when I forget to be worried about my oldest kid who just keeps growing up on me.