When I packed that box, I was about 33 years old. My parents were around my age now. Our kids were 1 and 6 and I felt like time was on our side. They were little and we’d have them at home with us for what seemed like forever. Bless my heart- I just didn’t know, but the older I’ve gotten- I see how it all goes by so quickly and seems to be gaining speed by the day. 

This year, it was our kids’ turn to be at their in-laws’ houses for Easter, but they all stopped by to eat on their way home on Sunday afternoon. With their initials being the same, Jack came in wearing one of his daddy’s baby outfits. Little ones are wearing their daddies’ baby clothes before we can turn around good. Somehow our little family of four has turned into a wonderful little circus with another attraction joining us in July. In a couple of weeks, we’ll start the enjoyable process of renovation again- this time adding a bonus room upstairs to accommodate our growing family and another baby bed. It’ll give everyone a little more space when they visit since they come in here looking like they’re boarding the Titanic for a transatlantic voyage. 

I miss the days of having small children and creating all the magic of childhood for them, but I do love this adult children season, too, and I especially never comprehended what a grandchild would do to my heart. You all tried to tell me, but I guess you have to find out for yourself. When Jack reaches out for me, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for that baby. He melts me. Completely melts me. Turns me into a puddle. And I’ll soon have another one to hold and love and will become Punkin to another little angel. 

I hope all is well in your world. I just wanted to stick my head in and say hello. Weren’t we just vacuuming tree needles out of the rug? Life goes fast, so we best enjoy and savor the moments God gives us along the way. 

Joni