Growing Up...

I hate growing up. My brother started his first day of college today at BYU-Idaho... I hate it. I hate that we can't stay little kids forever. I hate that we can't keep playing the "head catching game" in the car. I hate that Eliza, Samuel, and Maggie don't make gruesome barbie movies anymore. I hate that Sam's favorite word is no long "mayonnaise" and "bacon". I hate that my little sister Maggie is 11 years old. What in the world?

However, I do love that my brother and I get to take a college course together this semester. This will be the first time that we will even be in the same school since 4th grade. I love that my sisters are interested in what they wear and how they look. I love that my siblings and I are able to actually enjoy being together now. I do love that.

I love that we can be friends. We no longer feel the need to argue about who is taller or whose hair is the longest. We don't need to fight about who is mom and dads favorite or who will be the most famous.

However, I do wish that my siblings could all stay small and have their old chubby baby cheeks back.