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Time marches on...

This adorable little boy registered for high school this week.

I know it's so cliche, but if you're surrounded by diapers and have toys all over your floor and are still trying to figure out what to do with yourself during those couple of precious hours called nap time, HOLD ON!

Savor every moment.

Because, I promise you, you are going to blink and then open your eyes and realize you are down to the last four years...

Four years to instill every last bit of information and instruction and encouragement and love - and in those four years they'll be out the door more than in.

The first slide of the presentation at 'Parent's Welcome to Highschool night' said "Welcome, class of 2013!"

Four years.

I just can't believe it.

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  1. "I know it's so cliche, but if you're surrounded by diapers and have toys all over your floor and are still trying to figure out what to do with yourself during those couple of precious hours called nap time, HOLD ON!

    Savor every moment."

    Sigh...I needed to hear that today, Cathy because that's where I am. But I know you are right!

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  2. Oh I hear you, I hear you.
    I can't believe the class of '13.
    Sigh, four years will fly by.

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  3. Oh I can remember sitting on the floor exhausted toys strewn about thinking, oh when they are older it will get easier. Well, all I can say is it doesn't get easier just challenging in new ways. We turned my daughters high school class request in about two weeks ago. Man did she struggle, they really push them to have it all figured out at 14!
    So all I will say is , I hear ya! And come along with you for the ride!

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  4. Well, after meeting you tonight I had to stop to check out your blog and say hi! Thoroughly enjoyed the open house...thanks to you all for the hard work that went into the celebration.

    As for the years flying by...amen sister. Trying to enjoy and relish every moment. Even the tantrum ones!
    Trena (Melissa's friend)

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  5. I am NOT ok with that. Michael was just telling me all about how he'll be gone in 4, also. How does that happen? I'm going to cry....

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  6. I am seriously teary eyed! He seems like such a nice young man, Cathy- you guys are blessed!

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