Slipping Through My Fingers All The Time
It's 2 in the morning and I'm sitting here in my quiet house at my computer. Everyone else is asleep and I'm reflecting on how far we've come in this house. When we moved into this house it was my dream house. A 4 bedroom, 2 bath ranch style house on over an acre of land outside of town. It's everything I had ever wanted. I was pregnant with Nicholas when we moved in... my third and final child. Claudia was not quite 2 and Will was 3 1/2. They were babies and I knew this would be a great place to raise them. I was right. This home has been everything we ever needed it to be. And my babies have grown from babies to teenagers in this house before my eyes. William is 18 - technically an adult! He's starting college classes in just a couple of weeks and has been talking with a Navy recruiter about heading off to boot camp at the beginning of next year. The thought of my boy joining the Navy fills me with both dread and pride... but mostly pride. He's becom