Fine Line

The other day it dawned one me that I have now hit that stage in my life where I don't wish days away. Because they are going too fast as it is and I somehow now have a kid in grade two.
But I wondered when did that happen? Does it happen when you have a child? Does it happen at a certain age? When do you hit that point in your life where you quit wishing you were older and start wishing you were younger?
I think we all spent some portion of our childhood trying to be more grown up...it seemed cooler and more fun because you could drive and stay out late. Now, that's all I freaking do is drive I think I solely have worn out the road between my house and the school since with three children it is unwalkable. I also somehow stay up late every night...if 10:30pm is 'late'.

But really, when does that change happen? Is overnight? Does one even make that change? or is it gradual? I don't remember when it happened?

I will admit that I am spending these days not wishing them away. Addie is growing up so fast and I miss have an itty bitty baby in the house. I miss her gurgles and sighs. She is now a walking, talking, sass machine that is only getting more vibrant as each day passes.
Today she fell asleep on the way home in the van and when we got in the house I sat in the rocker recliner and held her while she continued to nap. Big Daddy and I watched whole episode of Big Brother 8 while I held Addie. It was grand. I got to snuggle her and sniff her head and feel her breath on my face. I know that pretty soon I won't have anyone breathing on my face but Big Daddy and that isn't quite the same thing.