In one week I will turn 29.
I sit here with 2 boys playing/fighting in the other room and another in my belly and I should be trying to get dressed to take them to the Museum Center. Plus we have Kohls Cash that we have to spend today.
Last night Nicholas had his first Lollipop Soccer game and I have to say I have never ever been prouder. Nicholas can some times be a handful when it comes to interacting with other kids and I was worried to say the least. Not only did he listen to his coaches and follow perfect direction but he also scored 4 goals!
I started thinking about all of the things I can tell him and show him to make him an even better player. He is only 4.
My little Jackaroo did awesome too. He answered all of the coaches questions and followed instructions. He was so darn cute.
I guess I am sitting here on the verge of turning 29 thinking about how young I feel but of all the things I have done. I think of all of the responsibilities I have and all of the things I don't know. I wonder if when I turn 39 or 49 or 59 if I will still feel the same way. If I will feel like everything is still so new and not planned out. If I will still feel so disorganized. I under who I will be in a another 10 years. I wonder who my boys will be?
Go tell John I turn 29 in one week and I don't know what that means.