About 10 years ago, I shared a theory from my friend Sharon…
“Every adult has a child of a certain age that they get along with best,” she said. And I still I think about this all the time. My friend Gemma loves holding her newborn baby, but I always feel depressed thinking about the hard times I had as a child. I have a strange way of thinking and thinking about children as young as three or four. largely Though he wasn’t sure what the right word was (Toby said “Mashimoto” instead of motorcycle), Alex told me he preferred preteens because they could have deeper conversations and watch their favorite movies. both (I think so too!)
Here are some pictures of me when I was 3 and 4 years old.
I cut my sons’ hair myself. And they still It looks really delicious.
Anton told me, “Peonies are my favorite flower, but I also like all kinds of flowers.”
Toby wasn’t allowed to buy a pretzel from the pretzel truck, I wish I could go back in time and buy him a pretzel!
The look in his eyes, hahaha.
The perfect Sunday itinerary, no notes.
The boys who encouraged me when I had the flu.
What about you? Is there a particular era that you like? Or that you look forward to? I’d love to hear…
PS: What surprised you about pre-teens? And what is the age difference between your children?