Amy and I attended an open house last night at the preschool where Grace will be going starting next Monday. Its at the church, so we’re not worried about the quality of the program, just the fact that she’s already so grown up (of course, she’s been playing with makeup for 10 months now…). Its a little hard to believe that G is already 4 and beginning her school career (I can only hope that she does better than her mother or I ever did). I’m not upset or saddened by the fact that she’ll be going to preschool (three days a week), nor do I think she’s not ready for it. I know she can hold her own. Its just hard to believe that its been four years since she entered our lives.

That time seems to have gone by way too fast and my only concern is that the next 14 years don’t go by as fast. I want to take the time to enjoy my children as they grow up and figure out who they are. I want to be there to help pick them up so they can fall again and learn from their mistakes. Mostly, I want to hear their laughter and see their smiles. I know its not going to be easy (the first four years haven’t been) nor is it going to be all fun, but I want to be there for them.