I think it hit me when Dave and I were talking about who we had for teachers in 4th grade and how much older I felt in 4th grade and then I start to feel nostalgic for a few moments in my own head remembering my classroom, friends, walking down the halls, gym class, lockers,.......then WHAM! again it hits me - I have a 4th grader. I figure I will eventually get over this and get used to the idea of having a 4th grader. Now I'm just wonder when the next WHAM will be - 8th grade? 9th? senior year? ahhhhhhhh.
I have now told Tatum to stop growing and stay 4 years-old forever. She started to giggle and told me "I have to keep eating and growing to get strong and big you silly mama." see? who wants that to stop??


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