Time is such a thief. When they’re little, you wonder if you’ll survive parenthood and all the stress it brings. When they’re older, you wish they were younger. She’s a big kid now and rarely needs mom’s help to do anything. On one hand you’re happy because they become self sufficient, but on the other hand you wish time would slow down and they could stay little forever.

Took the Mr. to get an MRI because we’re not young and dumb anymore…and neither of us have yet to learn this lol.