People say that time flies and that your kids will be grown and gone in the blink of an eye. That's not really the case for me. Tyler turned 6 today and while everyone else was saying, "Wow, he's getting so big! It seems like just yesterday he was crawling around and wearing diapers!" I was thinking, wow, you're only six? I feel like Tyler has been in my life forever. I feel like I have been a parent for way longer than six years. (That doesn't mean I know anything yet about parenting, but that's a different story.) I barely remember life before I had children. I guess I didn't worry about memories much back then. Once I had a child, I wanted to remember everything. I started taking pictures when I had a baby. I started scrapbooking when a had a baby. I filled my brain with a million baby/parenting facts when I had a baby. What's the capital of Montana? Beats me. But I can tell you that you shouldn't give honey to a baby because they could get botulism. I love being a mom. Now, six years later, I feel like things might start to get easier (my baby is almost 2) but in all reality, they are just going to be a different kind of hard. It's a good thing they are so much fun and I love them so much!
Here are some pictures of Tyler on each of his 6 birthdays:
p.s. he has had the same alligator cake for 3 years in a row. I wonder if he thinks that's his only option?