Flash Forward

Yesterday, I got a glimpse of the future and it was bittersweet. Danny was helping his father take the trash out and I saw him not as a five year old in Pre-K, about to start Kindergarten this fall but as an 18 year old helping his dad out before he heads to college. My heart collapsed. I don't want them to EVER leave. I know that we all dread the day that it will happen but why does it have to come so fast?

On the other hand, this morning I was reading the boys a story outside while we were waiting for Danny's bus to arrive. As soon as they saw the bus coming, they start running, pushing and shoving each other and inevitably, Austin fell on the concrete and scrapped his nose, bit his lip and scrapped his knees. Sometimes I feel that it will take a miracle to get them to age 18. I guess we have a lot of life to live before they make it to college. Maybe it can't come fast enough.