"You have only ten years to be in your twenties and only ten years to be in your thirties. You have only ten years when your child is one to ten. Then childhood is gone forever."Wow. It's obvious, but when I read it, I felt an overwhelming sense of panic. Remember all the time you spent worrying about your weight as a teenager or twenty-something? Then you either turned thirty or got hugely pregnant and gained some perspective - "I was skinny and I didn't even know it. What was I complaining about !?!"
We've just got a few more years of real childhood with David. He'll stop pretending to be a Jedi soon. I have a few more months to watch Rand crawl. We have maybe one more year of Jacob's crazy made up games like Bollyball-bollyball. Bryan will probably stop making up songs in another year or two. Once it's gone, it's gone.
And a side of childhood I'm actually excited about leaving behind...
picking up various creepy crawlies. The found salamanders on our nature walk. Yuck.