It's weird when you suddenly realize that the reality in your mind is no longer actual reality. For example, Preston was always so tall and a little chubby. But he's just not anymore. He's just an average height, and he's pretty skinny. If you look at him from behind, you can see that his head is wider than his bum. Granted, he does have a giant noggin. And Sadie. Well, she's not a skinny little baby anymore. She's got rolls on her thighs and dimples in her elbows. And yesterday, when Carter saw a picture of Avery as a baby, he thought it was Sadie, and Avery was CHUNKY! (Sadie doesn't have a roll line around her wrist yet, so she's not quite like Avery, but she's getting there.) And Carter. He's not a little kid anymore. His feet are almost as big as mine. They will be as big as mine by the end of this year at the latest. And Avery doesn't really play with little girl toys anymore. (She's still little enough to; she just wants to draw and read and play games.) Plus, she's as big as Preston now. I guess the good thing is that our older kids can all ride the fun roller coasters now.
But I'm not ready for that. And my blog is a lot more boring without little kids saying funny things all the time. My big kids say funny things once in a while, but it's just not the same. I guess it might pick up again soon, with Sadie being the funny star. She's talking to me right now, telling me she's bored. So, I'll go make funny/weird faces at her and talk like an old man or in a super high pitch to make her laugh. Her laughter makes my humiliation worth it.