Yup.

Lotta thinking, lotta working, lotta life going on.

Watching two kids today and overnight for a friend is lovely, but let me just say now that 4 kids is never something I want to have a full-time gig for! Whew! I think I burned more calories in 20 minutes today than I do during the couch to 5k program: Quick- let’s paint! Okay- let’s make pizza sandwiches! Now- who needs to brush their teeth before we start this book and then I have to come in the room for an hour after saying “goodnight” to tell my HOLY-CRAP-TALKATIVE son to BE QUIET for another HOUR (and, yes, I DO hear you whispering to your friends to bait them on- and I also hear them telling you “SHHHHH!!!! Ethan- we are TRYING to sleep and you’re gonna get us in trouble!!!”

Dad- was I like that at my slumber parties?!?!?! Maybe this is life’s payback system. I kept hearing it had one…

I love him. I just have to keep telling myself how much I love him, despite that rounding the Four Year Old Boy Corner has brought out the most defiant, brilliant, scheming, TALK TALK TALK TALK TALK TALK TALKATIVENESS I could have never ever ever ever ever imagined when he was just a wee soft, sweet smelling baby who loved his mama’s boobs.

Why does this all go by so fast? Why do I feel so … so… old?!

Note to self: slow down and read some “small things” books. Some day, before you know it, he’ll be big enough to know when to SHUT.UP. … and you’ll be wishing he’d talk to you more!

BTW or speaking of which… or not related at all … who really knows and moving on: Sensing lately WAY too much of my own mortality. I guess I need to retire “Forever Young” as my life theme song. There’s one thing to think about eternity and so on but, I don’t know – that’s a conversation for a different post.

Right now, all I can think when pondering my 4 year old and my life and all these day to day things is that I’m “only” a quarter of a century old in this earthly life and already I feel like … GANDOLF! Quick, somebody buy me a pumice stone for my corns and some decent tweezers for that long gray chin hair!!!

Maybe its the Harry Potter marathon Chris has us on. These kids were born in the 90’s. The NINETIES, ya’ll.

I’m going to bed.