Growing

...Falynn is totally coming into her own. I can't believe she's almost 13 months old. It makes me so grateful, yet breaks my heart. I don't understand why babyhood comes and goes so quickly. It's my favorite (for now). But it hurts my heart to think she's moving out of infancy. If I could, I would have babies one after the other (and if I could have guilt free, safe plastic surgery). Ha.

My older two girls present many challenges. How in the HECK do you get an almost five year old and a three year old to obey?

The Question

So Claire asked me the question, a question that I have been truly dreading. I never thought she'd ask me so soon at the ripe, old age of four. As I was pulling out Halloween decor from our basement she says, " you aren't old." And I say, "no, I am really not old," (I am 30). She offers me a reassuring look. And then asks, "are you going to get old someday?" I answer, "yes." While she glances over at her sister, Lillian, she replies, "we don't want you to." I had no idea what to say. I just stared at both of my girls. Then Claire asked, with a terribly worried look on her wide-eyed face,"are you going to get old and die?"

I had absolutely no idea how to answer this. I became "that mom." I changed the subject quicker than my children could blink. I was so disappointed in myself.

Time to research....