How is it possible my babies are halfway through Drivers Ed and will be behind the wheel in just a month?
Countrymouse and I move through these last years of parenting as we know it half holding our breath. How can something be so exciting and so dreadful at the same time? We already have these little sneak previews when all the boys are away somewhere or another for a weekend. We love these moments... working around the house together, shopping, dining out, listening to music, unabashed "adult time". Do we enjoy these times so much because they are a treat or because they are a glimpse into what our lives will be like just a few years down the road? I miss my two oldest sons terribly and don't see them nearly as often as I'd like. What will it really be like when they've all flown the coop?