Friday, August 15, 2014

So fast...

Lately I've been feeling like I'm on a freight train hurtling at ridiculous speeds toward...I'm not sure what.  I feel like every time I blink, my children are completely different.  Wasn't James just born last week?  What is going on?!?  Or, in the words of Owen lately, "are you tidding me??"  Rather than trying to play catch up on this here blog, which is no fun and just kind of stressful (which is not what I'm going for here), I just thought I'd share a few pictures I took of James the other day when he was looking ridiculously old to me.  What do you think?  Geriatric, right?

He was so done by the end.

Can someone please tell my children that they can stop growing up now?  (Except maybe don't tell Owen until he's past three).  :)  Thanks.