Growing Kids

I often wonder why it is that we are so excited to grow up and then when we are grown we want to be little again. I sit and watch my kids and what they are dealing with and just keep thinking to myself I wish I could take the hurt and pain away, but then how would they grow and learn the lessons that they are supposed to. I see Carlie who is way beyond her years mentally when she wants to be and back to a little girl when she is in pain and needs to be loved. To look at her she is very tall and growing like a weed, and it is so hard for me to remember that she is eight. Then I see the boys, who don't have to deal with any of the things that Carlie is and I just yearn for her to be a little girl and like it. Each kid is so different and I hope that I am not screwing them up. Rustin loves sports and anything to do with them. He has always been a leader and a good friend and I see him growing up to be such a handsome young man. Carlie is a tom boy when she wants to be. Dirty from head to toe and enjoying every second of it, then she flips and wants long fake finger nails, a cell phone, thinks of the day she will wear that goregous prom dress. Keaton now he is another story.... quite the artist and story teller, loves to play army guys and can pretend, an aspiring athlete, but isn't consumed by it and can be the funniest jokester with a contageous laugh. Same parents with so much difference. I love that about each one of them. As the years pass and we get more busy with singing, soccer, basketball, scouts, baseball, softball, and life in general I just hope that they will remember all of the fun they are having and the lessons they learning along the way and not that there mom makes them clean their rooms.