Here is a picture of our little family taken this past Christmas (and no, I haven't sent out our holiday letter yet, but if I had this picture would be on it):
What's wrong with this picture? I'll tell you what's wrong. All the females are just about the same height, despite being of widely varying ages.
Compare this with a picture taken of our family 4 years and 4 months previously:
A different scenario, right?
So much has changed so quickly. Abbey, Bess, and May are all within an inch of my height now. Ella has, what, doubled in size? For the first time in her life, she is at the 50th percentile in height, after spending most of the previous 11 years hovering between the 10th and the 25th percentile. She jumped from wearing size 7/8 to 12/14 in the course of a year.
Did you know kids would do that? I mean, I knew, intellectually, that children grow, and grow fast. But I never thought Ella, my tiny little baby, not even a teenager yet, would already be eye to eye with me. May, Ella, and I wear pretty much the same shoe size. (Abbey and Bess wear bigger shoes than we do). Bess has her driver's license and is looking at colleges. Didn't we just bring these kids home yesterday?
I shake my head in disbelief every day. My babies are so big and strong and competent. It didn't seem to take any time at all. I don't feel different, so how are they so changed?
This is what parenting is about -- raising independent people who are ready to contribute to the world. I won't say that I'm sad. I'm really proud of them. I just thought it would take a little longer, you know?