This was such a fun day. It was the first nice day of spring and the kids had sat down in the classroom and started their school work.
I stepped outside for a moment, realized how beautiful it was and came into the class room, declaring, “Put away your school books. It’s spring cleaning day, let’s go outside!”
I’ll never forget the looks on their faces, and then the cheers that followed. We spent the day cleaning the yard, and burning debris. I saved this snake from the rake and moved him to a safer spot.
The finale of the day… roasting marshmallows. (That was Ladybird. She was a precious dog until she passed away in 2009. And she loved marshmallows.)
I see that photo and it makes my heart ache just a little. Now the one in the middle is married and lives in another state. The one on the right is married and lives in another country. The one on the left just graduated high school and is preparing to start his own life too. What I wouldn’t give for another day just like the one that the photo was snapped on. It is one of those photos that each time I see it, I am reminded of just how truly I happy I was in that very moment.
Our children grow up way too fast. We are blessed with two grandchildren ages 11 and 15. Our grandson now has the same biology teacher in high school that his mother had 24 years ago. Now to get my head wrapped around that. It blows my mind.
This post touched me. I’m an older mom to little ones (two kids under 5), and this reinforces in me to appreciate every day, even the hard days, as these are the sweet years, and they are fleeting. Thank you.
Yes they are! :)
What I would do differently? I’d spend more time outside than inside. The years fly by and now I am reminded once again what’s truly important in our children’s lives. Those memories we still share around our table and together we build another memory of great times together. One day at a time is my motto now.
One day at a time – most assuredly! I miss having our nightly family meals. There was always lots of conversation and lots of laughter. I miss those kiddos!
Time passes way too quickly – the years just fly by.
I understand, when I look at the pictures of when my sons where children i instantly feel the happiness we lived in those moments, I am grateful they are fine and happy now but it’s hard when they leave to live their lives, they come and visit but it’s not the same , the core family changes.