My middle boy...the least Jan Brady of any of my three boys...is eleven years old today.
He is not my baby anymore. None of them are. None of them are going to need me as much as they did yesterday or the day before.
That's OK.
But please God, let me keep my 11 year old a kid for at least the next year. Don't let this go too fast.
I'm still enjoying it.
Friday, February 05, 2010
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I look forward for having children. Don't you just wish kids today were just kids? They're developing emotionally too fast. At least that's what I feel it's going on.
You can have my 9 year old daughter if that helps.
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