the first time through each age is with him.
and as she follows along behind him it is so much easier to be relaxed and confident.
my first time through i am busy praying, seeking, wondering, aiming for the best, worrying about how to get there, wanting, hoping, needing.
i know they came in this birth order for their own reasons.
i know nothing is a mistake.
that he will always be the one pushing me onwards.
that he will always be the adventure.
the mountain hikes.
and that she will be firing along right behind him with her own strength and determination and not a care in the world about my decisions.
when they were babies it seemed like these big “parenting style” decisions were popping up all the time. are we cosleeping? are we sleep training? are we introducing solids yet? but then you fall into your little segment of the parenting population and things have more flow. now, with kindergarden fast approaching there is suddenly another big one looming — will we be sending him to school or trying out homeschooling. i can tell you already i am thinking this one through and out and over until it is dead in the ground from over handling. thinking thinking thinking undecided.