Time..

So these days, I find myself contemplating time, a lot. I doubt I am unique in this pursuit and imagine this subject is fuel for much change and self invention. As many have likely observed it seems that the less time you feel you have left,  the more precious it becomes. Sometimes I look at my sweet children as I tuck them in for bed. Part of me is grateful that it is indeed time for bed but part of me often lingers at the door, catching another glimpse, knowing that when they wake up they will be another day older. Days turn is to years and babies turn into teenagers.

Yesterday we took the time as a family to go to Great wolf lodge in the Wisconsin Dells. It had been several years and with all that we have had going on it seemed like a fitting retreat. The boys were thrilled  with our room, a "kids cabin." They had their own sleeping area with bunk beds. We only stayed one night but we packed a lot in. Waterpark, MagiQuest, arcade, gift shop for Avram's obligatory stuffy, more waterpark, dinner out, etc. Since this was the weekend before Halloween they also had some themed activities. The boys donned their costumes and went trick or treating in the hotel followed by a monster dance party. This was one of those moments where we observe Kade caught in time. He's only 9 but undoubtably already feels pressure to not be a little kid, to be "cool." As Avram danced like a madman with his signature quick feet, Kade stood on the side, slightly nodding his head to the beat. Finally, I grabbed him, pulled him out on the floor and dragged him around dancing. He nervously looked around but luckily finding no one he knew, he loosened up and began to dance. We had a great time, dancing around to Monster Mash and teeny bopper songs, Lynnea in my arms. When she got tired, I took a little break. As I stood there watching them, again my mind wandered to the subject of time. I wanted to hold that moment as long as I could. Two silly little boys, my little boys, enjoying themselves like little boys should.