Where did my babies go?

Sometime, Kealana stopped saying, her famous "wouldn't it be funny if..." adding silly little endings like, "i was covered in peanut butter?!?!!" I could never figure out how she came up with this creative endings.

Shodden became socially aware and lost his precious baby feet.

The kids create their own games. Today, we caught them playing sheep and Shepard. Kealana was crawling everywhere like a sheep while Shadden sat with his staff and tried to find her.

Kealana has become the age Shadden acted when we moved to California.

It's too fast. lightening fast. beautiful, bewildering, and then gone.

Kealana says she wants to be a doctor to help woowoos and babies. She folds her own clothes in a way that makes Shadden say, how do you do that so perfectly?!?!! Sister has feelings Kealana tells us about. Doodle's voice now leads the backseat singing I hear when driving. The sandwiches I never made Shadden are becoming a staple. Grilled cheese for lunch, KK?

Shadden creates experiments and projects whenever he has two minutes solo and the house bears evidence to prove it. Sometimes, he tells me things his friends say. I can turn my back on him in the pool, confident in his swimming ability. He thinks learning about the hundredths place is fun. He is almost too big to pick up and hold. Ouch!!

We are nearing Kealana's last months as a two year old. But, she doesn't feel anything like a two year old. She feels three going on four. Shadden is five and a half. And it scares me. How could I possibly have a six year old? Where are my BABIES?

Suddenly, I am out of a phase that felt like forever. Diapers, wipes, ergo, was my eternity packing list. Now, it's water, books, pencils, game, cd's, snacks. I have tubes of diaper cream and boxes of unused diapers I still haven't given away because my mind hasn't embraced the fact that I am now babyless. I now browse educational curriculum for fun.

My kids still claim 98% of my time. They still wake up in the night and want me to hold them in each arm and cuddle them to sleep. But, I actually sleep at night. I am actually catching up on years of lost sleep. I can eat chocolate without caffeine guilt. But, my babies? Where did they go? Birthdays have become silent corporate ladders in Mommyhood Inc. But it's a dungeon tease. Who wants to be CEO of college kids? Where did my babies go??!?!!!