...or, if one did, he'd notice and stop his conversation.
But, now? Nahhhh, Jerry was barely conscious of Norah scaling him as we talked that it didn't truly register with him until I got up to get the camera.
And, do you notice that crooked lamp in the background? See how it's bent in about 3 different directions? I think before we had kids, we had straight lamps. Now? Fuggitaboutit!
Today, Jerry and I were doing some car shopping (that's another story: coming soon!), and as we passed by a row of shiny sports cars, I joked that we could buy one of those in about 20 years (there were also some extended jokes about buying a sports car now anyway, and just strapping the kids to the back and letting them ride "al fresco"), and this evening it occured to me that also in 20 years, I should be able to live in a house with straight lamps and to have a meal without being climbed like a flight of stairs.
Right? Life does get less-circus-like eventually?
Just say it does.
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I sure hope so. My littlest one is 4 and he's still a handful. It does get better when you don't need a stroller and diapers.
It does. My 10 year old only hangs on me in the pool now. Probably has something to do with the fact that he's gaining on me quickly in weight and height...
Oh, in 20 years Norah will be bringing the grandkids over to climb on Grandpa Jerry. J/K! Hopefully she is off in med school or something and Caleb is enjoying his freshman year somewhere. Silence during a meal...I can't wait for those days but something tells me we will be wishing we had some kids around.
I think it gets worse...especially when their activities kick in. Hockey bags have become part of our interior decor and our car looks like we live it in (because we are always in it!).
It does eventually get better. I really liked it when they finally stopped stepping on my dinner plates. "get your foot out of my sandwich" was an all too common scream around the Flynn household.
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