Oh my, how time flies

I've been recently pondering how fast time goes, from many different angles of my life. Ethan is only a (pardon the pun) small facet of how quickly my life is progressing.

Taylor stands out, to me, as the biggest indicator that time flies. I had always kept this knowledge in the back of my mind, but never really thought about it long and hard. It hit me last night when I handed Taylor her very first razor so she could take care of her arms. She's growing up so fast! While I was giving Ethan his nightly bath (which he absolutely loves!), Taylor was standing next to me to chat. Besides realizing that she's almost as tall as I am (which I suppose isn't a feat so grand), I confirmed to her that Ethan's bath was, in fact, her old bath. Now, while I wasn't around to give her a bath in that tub, I started to reminisce to her about how I remember her taking baths. She used to LOVE to splash. She would line up all of her bath toys on the edge of the tub and have exciting adventures--Dora running up and down the bath tub edge, a My Little Pony diving into the sudsy water--and by the time we would pull her out of the bath and get her snuggled in a warm towel, the bathroom floor would be soaked. But she had so much fun, it didn't really matter. Linoleum is made for living on. :-)

Then I started thinking about Taylor, the little toddler that was a flower girl in our wedding. And the little girl that lost her first baby tooth (followed by many more). And the little girl that I used to be able to pick up in my arms so easily. Where has that time gone??? And now that little girl is wearing deodorant, a bra, and becoming a genuine woman. It almost makes my heart hurt, but at the same time I am so proud of her.

Speaking of proud, Taylor was accepted just the other day into the PAT program (Program for the Academically Talented). I suppose saying PAT program is redundant, but I digress. This means that, starting next year, she'll be transferring to a different school. She is the only one in her grade, and only a few at her entire school, that got accepted into this program. It was a mix of emotions for her when she found out she was accepted--she'll be leaving the friends she's made over the last 4 years to make new friends, she'll miss her first male teacher (whom she loves but didn't want him at the beginning of the year!). But she'll also have the chance to make new friends. She transfers to junior high in just one year, though, so then she'll be fortunate to have both groups of friends at one school! We are very excited for her to be able to do this opportunity.

She's also doing tryouts for a select soccer team. She's great at soccer, and this opportunity would allow her to travel and play other similar teams. Plus, instead of being a fall or spring soccer season, it continues through the year. We're excited to see if she makes it on the select team! At first, she was concerned about possibly having a male coach. She has a great female coach right now, and she's really gained a special bond. But after meeting the male coach, she's now hoping for the male coach! I keep telling her, "Don't criticize something til you try it." I tried "Don't Knock It Til You Try It", but she didn't understand it. :-)

Anyway, that's the latest for now. Thanks for reading!