Is it your phone bill? Is it how many times you've asked your kids to empty the dishwasher? Is it how many minutes over, "Lord of the R ings" went? Is it how many friends you have on Face book, or My space? Is it, how many hours of therapy your child has had? Is it how much you weighed when you got married? Is it the highway or exit you take to get to work?
Well, at my house, it's how much my oldest child weighs. How on earth, I ask you, could I have a child who weighs 107 pounds? Sure he weighed 9 pounds 4 ounces when he was born, but I remember when I weighed 107 pounds? It was last weekend was it not? *rolling eyes*
For some reason it is unreal to me, that I could have a child who weighs 107 pounds. Sure I know I have 4 kids. I know, I'll be 40 in a couple months. I KNOW that that child is 12 and a HALF!!! And can I tell you, he is almost as tall as my mom!! Good gracious!
I know we have talked about this before, this thing called life. How our kids get older, and bigger, and if we're not looking, we miss it. But hello!?!?!....I've been watching this child, and he still weighs 107 pounds. He really needs to stop it, as do all of them. I am SO not in the mood, for them to grow up, and leave me.
Eh...maybe I am... heehee