"When you called me to be a Mama, You didn't ask for perfection. But that with every breath, I'd point them to You."

Monday, June 23, 2014

'52' - Week 25

"a portrait of each of my children, once each week, in 2014"
Jaden: New shoes, new haircut and a fresh summer tan all in the last week. He seems to be growing so fast, and we get told all the time that he looks so much older than a 1st grader. He's been hanging out with a 10-year old at daycare, Trey, an older brother of a girl he's been friends with since preschool. They play checkers together, and he looks up to this 5th grader as this older boy often leaves in the middle of the day for basketball camps and morning baseball games. At the pool this weekend, Jaden left the zero-entry pool and went off to the bigger pool with a friend from his winter basketball season and hardly needed me the entire afternoon except for when he wanted a snack from concessions. Next week he will be in soccer camp all week, and I fear that these summers and years with him are going far too fast.

Brandon: Also with new shoes, a fresh haircut and increased independence. He has grown three shoe sizes since last summer, and his big toe had poked a hole in his old Nike's. He played at the pool all afternoon on Saturday, following his friend Kyla around for three hours and only needing my assistance when the two of them wanted to float the lazy river together. His vocabulary is growing, his sentence structure maturing and his little doses of sarcasm, sense of humor and exasperated expressions have us laughing daily. Last night, as we were patiently waiting for him to buckle himself into his three-point harness car seat, he looked up at Daddy and said, "Chill, dude." I love that he still picks flowers for his mommy whenever we go for a walk, his chipmunk cheeks when he chews and how he still likes to hold my hand in the hallways of church and daycare. I can still carry him around on my hip but sadly know those days are numbered. And those big brown eyes are trouble. Even his dentist told me, as she looked down over him in the big dentist chair, "Oh... those big brown eyes of his." 
Something about summer... nostalgia creeps in, time speeds up and kids grow before your very eyes.