Renaissance Kid

He's our oldest son,  much more self sufficient than the little ones, way less maintenance these days and growing by the second.  Along with the fresh green beauty of Springtime,  comes the chaos of kids sports activities,  performances,  field trips and all the planning for the Summer camps to come.  I've talked two moms down from the ledge this week...it just seems like everyone is so crazed.  In the middle of it all,  I have been feeling as if the oldest guy, because he isn't as needy anymore,  has gotten less of my attention lately.  It's always running here or running there...homework then bedtime. Soon I'll blink my eyes and he will be driving off to college.  His shoe size is larger, he is wearing deodorant,  and cares oh so much about his hair!!  His body has thinned out,  he loves his sweats and T shirts and is begging for a "cooler" bedroom.  This is a ten year old that will sing his heart out in the glee club and then play a mean defense postion on his lacrosse team.  He still gives hugs and will shout "love you" everytime he leaves me, no matter who is around to hear it.







Even though he fights with his little brother...he is still so protective and proud.  Whatever he does...the little ones follow right along...















These days,  Lance is loving the Hunger Games series, thinks texting his friends is the coolest thing ever and would eat hot wings every night if we let him.  He's the class clown, gets in trouble for talking too much and surely has given me a few grey hairs over the past ten years.  With those sparkling blue eyes and the gift of charm...oh yes we are so in for it,  but still can't help but be proud of my little renaisannce man who as a wise woman once told me... is destined for greatness!

Transitions

It took me a while to realize that this whole mommy thing really throws you. Just when you think you have it down with a routine of some sort or a pattern of some kind, life mixes it up. Kids are always changing schedules, entering new phases and it's up to us to be right there with them rolling and changing with it all. I always get a bit sad when this happens like last week with the end of Pre K. I'm not saying that I want to hang on to every second, in fact I am enjoying my kids more as they get older. No craving the infant phase for me that's for sure. It's just this little feeling that creeps up and reminds me that the life we have known for a short while is over.
This weekend was another reminder as I did the "clothes swap." This is when I put away the clothes that the kids have grown out of, hang some new ones or take out the ones that have been saved. These kids seriously have enough clothing to outfit a small city.



The bins are filled according to size and sometimes I make Lance draw something to throw in the box too, just for a laugh when I have to pull them out for Luca...



Lance has graduated from kids hangers to the adult size...



There is also a box with a few things that I just don't ever want to part with, the really tiny clothes, what they came home in and some of the boys matching outfits. Little shoes and stuff like that too.
As soon as I find the time, Lily's closet is next.