Time Flies

Maybe you’re wondering about that goofy photo up in the header. It was taken by the Missus last Spring at the Chimney Top picnic grounds in the Smoky Mountains. We were walking and came up on the bathrooms. Out in front of the buildings were several toilets gathered as if in a casual meeting. It wasn’t the usual sighting you’d expect to find in the Smokies.

That was the second time we’d stopped for a picnic at that particular locality. Tonight the Missus found several photos of us taken at that same picnic area when Spotz was maybe 16 months old. He was little anyway. Well, Spotz was a rotund baby, so he wasn’t little.

So much time has passed since the big kids were as young as our little ones are now. I don’t remember so much about Spotz’ infant days. The Missus says we were still in shock at being parents. I agree. I hope I know better than to look the other way while Lugnut and Leroy are still so small, or to even do so with the big kids. This time just flies by.

A week ago, the Missus and I were just getting settled into our birthing room. (What a clunky name for a room.) The Missus was getting ready for some serious labor. I was keeping a couple of hand towels wet and cool for her forehead. I was expert at that, dude.

~ by The Bosphorus on January 19, 2007.