I see Facebook posts and people's blogs with so many pictures of those special little moments of and with their children and I think, "That was so long ago for us." Now my kids' days are filled with job schedules that have them working at 4 AM, 6 AM, until 11PM, sometimes until 2 AM. Free time is spent by them doing their own errands, trying to fit in music, live shows, modelling, friends, girlfriends, sewing costumes for Cos-Play events, etc. There's just not time left over for family stuff these days. Even if they did, Tim's always gone in the truck anyway.
What do I miss the most? I miss the baby moments, of course, but it's strange...in my mind, they were at different stages in their lives, and older ages when I picture capturing them at their best.
I miss catching Jordan napping in the afternoon in her little toddler bed, with painted tiny toenails sticking out from under her pink and white frilly baby blanket. The perfect bow of her lips, flawless skin, and curly long hair with streaks of light brown and blonde from playing outside in the sun. Her beauty has always been her innocence.I miss Logan in his ripped little jeans with holes in the knees, stained T-shirts that he can't remember how they got that way, shoes worn completely through from playing so hard with the neighborhood kids, and his skin so tanned in the summer he looks Latino. His friendliness and eagerness for fun has always defined him.
I miss Adam, in his karate ghi, so serious as he learns his forms for the up-coming tournament, and the huge smile on his face as he poses for a picture holding a 1st Place trophy that's almost as big as he is. Adam has always been at his best as he challenges himself, then sees just how his hard work and self-discipline has paid off.
Now I have all new reasons to be proud of them, and who they've become, but all they really ever have to be is "them" to be special to me.
