Growing Up Way too Fast

Tug and his sweet teacher, Miss Katie.
Finally a picture with me and my babies.

Pretty much what our child did the entire time. Oh well. I guess he's just not a performer.

Do you remember way last fall? When I was only just this tall?

Now look at me. I'm up to here! And my, I've learned alot this year!

In fact, you think I'm really great. That's why I get to GRADUATE!

It's amazing how fast time goes by. It really does feel like yesterday sometimes that we brought Tug home from the hospital. He's not supposed to be five already. I am scared. I am scared that he's five and about to go to public school. I am scared of what he will encounter there. But can only have faith and pray everyday a hedge of protection over both of our children. Tug is so tender-hearted. It's incredible to see his capacity for learning. He is just soaking it all up like a sponge. I love to have conversations with him about his day at the dinner table. (I had a 17 year old student ask me what a 4 year old could possibly have to say???) I was devastated by that comment. Not for myself or my home because I plan to keep on doing what I have always done. I was devastated for that student. It breaks my heart everyday to see the breakdown of the American family. Parents who don't care about their children and children who don't care about themselves. I truly believe that is 90% of the problems we encounter in the world and public schools. I never intended this post to get off in a tangent about school which is so much a part of our lives. However, we want to be the parents our children need and want us to be. We will sit down for dinner together every night we can, we will not overcommit ourselves. If we have to say no, well that will just have to be okay. We want to invest in these children so they know that no matter what happens in that big, bad, cruel world that they have God, us and they have this home as a haven. I can't wait to see what God has in store for Tug.