My baby is 4 years old now. *sigh*
So many things have happened in his 4 short years on this earth, both in his life and around the world. Things have changed. We have changed.
Our family is in such a different place than we were 4 years ago, in so many ways. We are stronger. We are tougher. We are closer.
Sure, we fight. There are days when I threaten to sell them all to the highest bidder. I throw up my hands and tell them that I'm not going to tolerate the way that they're acting anymore, and then they eventually straighten up.
There are the days when everything falls into place and there is no fighting. I treasure those days, right along with the tough ones, because that's all a part of being a parent.
But through it all, good times and bad, I know that we will make it through this crazy life of ours. It's not the life that we had planned, but it's our life.