My wonderment

The Littlest is talking clearly, has been, but more than ever. I have to stop in my tracks and look at him closely to see if he's the same child. He is. I need to soak up the changes. Fast. Before he changes again. The Oldest, I am realizing, as much as I want him to be, isn't driven to be a communicator like me. He knows a lot more than I think he does because he just doesn't like to talk about stuff he has in his head. Meaning, I was helping him study for a World Map quiz for tomorrow and the stuff that was coming out of his mouth with such a level of sincerity, made me more alert than ever. We googled a world map then a map that showed the Continents and he was actually explaining using his hands and words and pointing and showing me how they all used to fit together and how they pulled apart and blah blah blah but I'm listening, and really, mainly, watching him. Watching him communicate. "And Mom, did you know that ...... and did you know how that happened......and can you see over here where it used to fit together....and look here is says that Greenland is technically the largest island in the world but that's not true because it's considered part of North America and that makes Australia the largest island in the world even though it's a Continent.." blah blah blah.

It's a ride. We are on a ride that is the best. As much as we want to scream and fuss (and we do) as parents I hope we all realize the ride is meant to be enjoyed. Soon the ride will be over and they'll be exiting stage right to their own lives. And we'll have this 'empty nest' deal going on. For now, I like the full nest. I like the ride. The Oldest is particularly enjoyable at this age. Too much love. Pretty cool.

J