I drop my 12 year old off at Middle school wondering how we’ve arrived here already. I hear my 11 year old daughter FaceTime with her friends in the next room and remember how my phone was attached to the wall by a cord.
I don’t read bedtime stories to my 9 year old anymore. Instead, he is writing his own creative stories that entertain me.
My youngest is 4 and she is the only one I understand. Her underwear has Olaf reassuring me of her youth. Her toothpaste is sparkly blue and her favorite toy is a ladybug umbrella, but she has already figured out she can call Grandma on my iPhone by giving Seri the correct demand without needing my password.
I didn’t anticipate their world taking a HUGE shift so quickly.
Out with the old and in with the new happens so quickly I can’t pull the price tag off fast enough.
Wednesday is the last day of school. They grow like weeds in the summer.
Each morning I realize I need a parenting App updated.
I need instant download ASAP