Five years ago my little man, with a black mask around his eyes, had a "Dash" birthday cake with five candles and "a handful" written on the side. Why? Because Caden was a handful.
Now?
Caden is two hands full! Dirty ones, at that.
My baby is now double-digit. I have no more littles in the house.
For the next twenty days I have two ten year olds to manage. They have always loved this time of year when they are both the same age and are able to pal around and call each other "twins" - Irish, of course. It gives them both such a giggle.
Years ago when I had my four kids in five years, it was a busy time. I really thought all I had to do was manage to survive the eight consecutive years of diapers, bottles, soothers, sippy cups, playgroups, preschools ... and I did.
Now I realize the fun has only just begun!
