how...?

Just the other day, I was giving my sweet nephew his bath, watching him take his first steps...

..... and then, I blinked.

and he grew up!

So I squeezed him really hard and asked 'where did the time go?'

And I also asked - repeatedly: 'Do you know how proud of you I am?  Like really, really proud of who you are and all the things that make you you?'

And he says, 'umm, yeah, I think I know.'

But I sent him a text or two, just to make sure he wouldn't forget.

No matter what message I send, I always get the same reply... 'LOL'.

I don't remember which birthday this was.

I kinda thought it was only last month or something.

Here's my sister's beautiful family. 

next graduate: my boy.

Everyone keeps asking me: 

if you were such a teary mess when D. graduated, how will you cope when your OWN son graduates (in two years!).

Answer: I was never really good at loving other peoples kids differently than my own.  

Yeah, I know, I'm weird.

But there you have it - another boundary I don't love to cooperate with!  I just love 'em all the same and cry over everyone's accomplishments.