When did I become the mamma of a 9 year old? I don't think I'm old enough to have a "tween"!
eek.
And when did my newborn baby become a loud slobbering rolly thing with teeth?
dunno.
But it's happening. My babies are growing up. And this will be my anthem... for many years to come, I'm sure: "When did this happen?!"
So bittersweet.
So surreal.
So blessed.
As the days pass,
this is my comfort...
This is my encouragement:
"She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come. She speaks with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue. She watches over the affairs of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness. Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: 'Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all.' Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised."
Proverbs 31:25-30