Things Change

It's occurred to me just this morning how very quickly things can change. One second, the focus was on playdates and playgroups, the next second both kids are in preschool at the same time, and there is no more one-on-one interaction. My playgroup attendance is dramatically different now. It's not a bad thing, just a sign that things are changing now and I guess I wasn't expecting that particular change; it surprised me and reminded me how things will start to be different. Both in good ways and sad ways. But I digress, I feel like I'm rambling.

The summer is ending as well. Yesterday felt very much like a typical fall day. It was 69, cloudy, and breezy. We all had to change into pants and tennis shoes by mid-morning after realizing it was just too chilly for shorts. And while the change in the air made me think ahead to Halloween and Thanksgiving days, it was a jolt that the end of the season is coming. (Hopefully AFTER our beach trip next week). I haven't done nearly all the summertime activities with the kids that I wanted to. I was planning on visiting the Land of the Little Horses and kept thinking we could do it later. Except later has never come. So I'm going to try to squeeze it into our vacation week. If I wait till next year, as I had originally thought, Lacey will be 5 1/2 years old, will she still be into them? And I decided I couldn't risk that. We are going now.

A lot of my friends have little ones that are starting Kindergarten this year and it has created a swirl of emotions for me. Suddenly, I am feeling like this is my last year with Lacey as my "baby". I want to make it wonderful and important and fun. Next year, she goes to school all day long! And I can already tell how hard it's going to be for me. In fact, my brain is already compensating for the radical change by processing "more baby, more baby" thoughts. Of course that is completely out of the question at this point.

And if you're curious, YES, I will be the only idiot crying on the first day of preschool.