Sometimes, I miss my babies. I remember their mispronounced words and their chubby hands and I miss those days, especially when life is crazy and I feel like I only see them for a split second at the end of the day.
Then, I remember that I'm really actually very well suited to parent older children over cute little babies.
This morning, Jonah had a tooth fall out while he was brushing his teeth before school. He showed me the tooth. "Cool," I said. He shrugged and threw away the tooth. Then on the way to school, in the middle of a conversation about time management, I handed him a dollar to use at the vending machine at school and we continued on our merry way.
By way of contrast, the last time Caroline lost a tooth, the tooth fairy forgot about it for 2 days and it was a mini crisis.
So yes, Facebook memories, I do miss their adorable toddler selves, but I think I'm a pretty good mom for the middle school age, too.
