Father Time, please slow down

Today is the first day of school.

And yes I am going to get all sentimental here.

R1 is in 4th grade and R2 is in his last year of Pre-K.

I have to admit that R2 being in Pre-K doesn't bother me at all, but R1, that's totally different.

Where have the past 5 years gone. What has Father Time done? Did he speed up the clock when I wasn't looking?

It seems as if it were just yesterday I was rocking my sweet baby to sleep. Letting that baby breath rest on my neck while I just drank in the moment.

Snuggling with him in the chair watching Blue's Clues. And then when he as a little older we would switch to Scooby Doo.

Walking him down the kindergarten hallway for his first day in Mrs. D's class. Or how excited he was that he lost his first tooth.

Now he is a big 4th grader. What happened to first grade and second grade?

I feel as if I blinked and the years have passed.

Blink, he's one, Blink, blink he's 9.

Oh Father Time please slow down!

I still have a 4 year old to see off to school. I want to cherish every moment with him.

I still have a 9 to see through 8 more years of school.

And I don't want to miss a thing!!