Bonjour Mes Amis!
Well it’s back to school time and I finally have marked off the last day before school starts on my calendar. I have waited for this day with a sense of excitement, but also with a tinge of sadness. I will finally have my days back in which I can catch up on cleaning, and not have 4 tornados come up behind me and trash the place. I can go about my business and not hear a single noise other than a dog snore or a soft cat meow. I will be able to use the toilet without someone coming in and asking me a question about life and the pursuit of their happiness. In other words, I will be free to think and not have my thoughts invaded by a “ Mom where is this....... Mom where is that......?”. It will be total bliss. But........
The countdown to adulthood for my son is just beginning. You see, he is a freshman this year. I never thought I would see this day. In fact, it totally jumped up on me like a hairy spider in the middle of the night. Here I was still thinking he was in his room playing legoes and watching cartoons, when out walked a half grown man who I constantly have to yell at to put a shirt on. He has a mustache, beard and eats more than his dad and I combined. Not to mention here stands a half man, half child who has supersonic radar for any pretty girl who walks by within 200 ft. Hey, I thought I was the only special girl in his life. Wasn’t it just yesterday when he came in with a skinned knee and a half dead frog in his pocket asking me to fix both? Where did the time go and how in the blue blazes did I get so stinkin old as to have a freshman roaming my house.
I don’t feel old nor do I look old but hello....... I am almost 40 yrs old and with 3 teens in the house. When did all this happen? Probably when I was sleeping off all those stress induced migraines that have plagued me all their preschool years. I remember a long time ago being in the grocery store with all the kids, trying to shop and make a dollar stretch further than a piece of saltwater taffy. Hannah was crying, Sarah and Abby where fighting and Ben was asking for some candy and I just had a total meltdown in the cashiers line. A women in front of me turned around and seen me crying and said as she patted my shoulder and gave me a hug “ Honey, it only last a little while, Before you know it they will be grown and gone. Enjoy the little ones now”. I was thinking in my head like ya right Lady. Now that I look back she must have been a prophet from ages of old, very wise. Yep, They are grown but not yet gone. Thank God for little blessings. I still have some time left.
So tomorrow when I shove them all out the door screaming and kicking, I may shed a tear or too, think of the past fondly, wipe my tears and then do a jig through the house! :)
