Oh Boy, Oh Boy, Oh Boy!: Time for Something Super

Bridger turned 4.

And in a couple weeks, he will start preschool.

Graham, my last baby, is now totally potty trained, independent, and will turn 3 next week.

And, as you already know, just a few days ago we had to face the day I had been dreading for at least a year: Graham's eye surgery.

And Holden is now a total 5-year-old grown up, just had a checkup, and didn't even flinch when he got his immunizations. He was so big and strong and brave.

And in 10 days, he will start KINDERGARTEN. And ride a BUS. And be gone ALL DAY. And I won't be there to help him or protect him. (head in the sand, head in the sand...)

And this is all in August. So, you guys, this particular August has been a little rougher for me than normal. I'm not super great at dealing with change... and it's just really a lot all at once.

And I think maybe I'm not quite handling it all with as much grace and confidence as I could. There's probably been way too many tears.. and it's only half way over.. (Hope God's not too tired of hearing me ask for help yet.)

And it's not hard to remind myself... I have a wonderful, blessed life. An amazing, strong, capable, loving husband. And three beautiful, smart, funny, healthy, uniquely individual little boys.

And I know they can handle everything coming their way this month. I'm actually fairly positive they're handling it immensely better than their mom is.

But this morning? This morning none of that mattered. And I actually forgot about a lot of it for a few lovely moments.

Because this morning?

There was no worry or anxiety, stress or tears. There was no impending reality. Or thoughts of the future.

This morning was just silly boys, outside, laughing and running and make-believing together.

And this morning?

Well, this morning was just simply * SUPER *.