I thought ages 4-12 months brought a lot of changes, what with the sitting up, solid food, rolling over, crawling, standing, learning to talk. But that was only because I didn’t know all the milestones that teen years would bring.
All the obvious physical changes, of course. And the removal of braces. Now the driving permit. Come Sunday, our first college open house.
And the end of trick-or-treating.
Yup, Catherine is not going out this year, for the first time ever (even the year she was sick).
She’ll answer the door this year until I get home from work, then turn the bowl over to me so I can ooh and coo over all the little witches, goblins and ghosts who stop by. Inevitably, there will be one kid who tries to stride right inside our house, another who won’t take any candy and a third who will try to take all both his hands will hold.
But Catherine won’t be among them.
I’m kind of sad about it.
Sad to think that so quickly we’ve run through the bunny costume, the pumpkin, Piglet,
The fairy princess.
the rock star,
the various witches
The kitty cat.
It is the end of another of life’s many chapters.
Why do the fun ones go so fast?