I had one of those heart-thumping, time-warping moments today when my former toddler: circa 1998 welcomed a current 2008 toddler at VBS. The wee one looked waaaaaay up at the Giant 10 Year Old and just beamed, taking her hand! Here’s what it looked like right after that moment as all the Huge, Mature, All-Grown-Up 4th and 5th graders walked their preschool buddies to their first “station” today. That one’s mine with the pink layer underneath the required orange.
Turns out all those meddling biddies at the grocery store were annoyingly correct all throughout the 90s after they, without fail, asked “are they all yours?” when my 4 were all < 6. You WILL INDEED miss those days once they’re gone. What a difference a decade makes.
I’ll try & get a face tomorrow. She knew I was taking her picture and did not even participate one bit. Granted, we were all supposed to be praying…but still.