I wrote this post last year but for some reason hadn't published it. I'm not sure why but I got a kick out of reading it so here it is with a picture from this year's football season:
Aaron had his football party tonight and as I was talking to some of the other parents I realize how I either feel really old or too young depending on which of my kids I'm referring to. As Aaron gets older and more responsible I feel too young to be raising a young man. He'll be going into middle school next year. I think about my experiences in middle school and wonder how in the world am I going to handle these things with Aaron. I'm not old enough, wise enough, or mature enough to handle a pre-teen and I can't even think about the teenage years yet. Then on the other hand there is Elsa and Wayne. The two of them run me ragged and it is all I can do to keep up. By the end of the day I feel old.
Aaron had his football party tonight and as I was talking to some of the other parents I realize how I either feel really old or too young depending on which of my kids I'm referring to. As Aaron gets older and more responsible I feel too young to be raising a young man. He'll be going into middle school next year. I think about my experiences in middle school and wonder how in the world am I going to handle these things with Aaron. I'm not old enough, wise enough, or mature enough to handle a pre-teen and I can't even think about the teenage years yet. Then on the other hand there is Elsa and Wayne. The two of them run me ragged and it is all I can do to keep up. By the end of the day I feel old.
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I think that is about the best definition of parenthood I have ever heard.
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