I can't believe my baby is 7! There is nothing like having a newborn around to remind you how un-little your other kids are. Was it really 7 years ago that we welcomed little Carson into the world? Seriously, 7 years? No way. It just wasn't that long ago when we were lovin on this little guy:
But somehow he is now 7. And with his age comes independence. He can actually DO things by himself: read, get a snack, play outside, hold the baby, work the remote, build the longest train track, do chores, have a real conversation, make up stories, and work for hours on all his art projects (picture me, taking a deep breath trying not to freak out about all the little cut up pieces of paper...after all, it's just little pieces of paper!). While it is sad to see his innocence slowly go, it is fun to watch him grow up, discover new things, and develop his talents. I have to remind myself every now and then, that he is still a little kid. I think you tend to expect more out of your oldest (I was the oldest in my family so I can say that ;-))...but seven is still only seven...he can't fend for himself entirely, nor do I want him to. We'll eek out as much of his youth as possible! We love him, he's really a good kid.