We've had bad luck with our kids - they've all grown up. ~Christopher Morley
Reality has sorta hit me in the face...
My children are no longer little.
They no longer hold my hand
or fight over who gets to sit on my during movie nights.
I am no longer the center of their universe.
Each one of them is
becoming an adult.
My son, Jackson is a Senior
I say it
yet can't quite get my heart to believe it.
There are two lasting bequests we can give our children.
One is roots.
The other is wings.
~Hodding Carter, Jr.
I do believe my husband and
I have done our best
and given Jacks
what he needs to
make it on his own.
Anyone that knows my son
knows he is fiercely independent.
He always speaks
his mind and has
Jackson is Cadet Teaching
at the same Elementary School he
Every morning he
gets up at 7 so he can
get to "work" by 8.
He spends the morning with
40 or so kindergarten kids
and LOVES it!!
After graduation he plans
on attending Northwest Missouri State University for a year
then going on a mission for our church.
When he comes back he'll be back in school
and hopes to graduate with a teaching degree.
Ahhhh, my kids
are growing up....
If I had my child to raise all over again,
I'd build self-esteem first, and the house later.
I'd finger-paint more, and point the finger less.
I would do less correcting and more connecting.
I'd take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes.
I'd take more hikes and fly more kites.
I'd stop playing serious, and seriously play.
I would run through more fields and gaze at more stars.
I'd do more hugging and less tugging.
~Diane Loomans, from "If I Had My Child To Raise Over Again"