I guess I'm getting ahead of myself. It feels like forever, to think that E won't be out of elementary school till 2022, but it feels way too close when I think of Archer turning 18.
David and I spent some time today thinking back on what our lives were like eight years ago, when we brought Archer home from the hospital. David said he wishes the time hadn't passed so quickly. I think back on that time, the new-baby, young family time and it seems not quite right. We didn't know it then, but I can see it now, we weren't where we were supposed to be. We weren't finished yet. That time of working away from him, cherishing him but not knowing him yet (who will he BE?), it was good but not complete. Our family was still waiting on the rest of its members. His personality and character have blossomed and grown over the last eight years, while David and I have grown as people, learned lots of lessons on parenting and more lessons on relationships.
I am so proud of this boy who seems inexplicably taller each day, who loves school, scouts, and bike riding, who takes care of his brother without prompting and gets a little frustrated with his sister but loves teaching her whenever he can. We had NO IDEA what we were in for when we decided to embark on the parenting adventure. I'm so glad its turned out a million times better than I ever could have imagined! God is so good!
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