David is 20!!

I no longer have any teenagers in this house. My baby (the 6ft 4in one) is 20 today. TWENTY!!!!! How did this happen?? Happy Birthday, my boy! Boy?? Man. Oh heavens. He is 20. The wrinkles on my face now have new meaning. I am old. My children are in their 20s and 30s and a new age begins.

So I went and had my hair cut. And highlighted. And then I took a myriad of photos of myself and discovered that the wrinkles are very real and seem to be multiplying at a million times a second, and that I seem to have one eye smaller than the other, or the weight of the eyelid on my right eye is more than that of my left eye, and that meant taking more photos of the wonky eyes.....

And that deperssed me so you get NO photos right now. I am in a decline. Wrinkles, old children, wonky eyes, and the fact that the junior who helped to unfoil the foils at the hairdresser is someone I taught. And she is fresh faced and wrinkle free. I am not.

I went swimming at dawn and did all my hydro exercises and then crawled out of the pool and felt very virtuous. My legs always feel like tons of bricks after hydro. Oh well - it must mean it is working!

I am joking about the decline really. I have no problem with the passing years. Generally. It is just a little alarming when you see it up close! However..... I would love to try to stop time just a little before all my children are grown and settled somewhere far away, and relish those moments of parenthood all over again. For a while. Mums of young ones, don't wish the time away. It sort of sneaks up on you and suddenly they are all grown and fully capable of managing their own affairs.

I have said this before, but it seems just yesterday that they were born......