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Where Does The Time Go To?

It seems like only minutes ago I sent them all off to school and work.  And already the youngest one is due home in minutes!  And I'm just not ready!  What happened to all the plans I had for this morning?  Nothing materialised.  Well,  I suppose you could say I wrote a blog post!

And once they get home, the race is on. 

Better hurry!  The youngest one will be here soon!

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  1. I remember those days when I had to rush to be at the school gate to meet Elly. "Where have those years gone?" I often ask, do you think I blinked?

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  2. I agree with Grannymar! One day my daughter was just a baby, then schoolage, now she has children of her own! In hindsight, it went by so fast, I wanna go back! Glad to have you back!

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  3. I think you were channeling me!

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  4. How interesting to read your account! It's always fascinating to me how people live far from where they were born and end up making these places home. To me, the US feels much more at home than Romania. Your story is so interesting. Thank you for sharing.

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  5. Time does fly really fast! Every morning I plan I'' do some studying today and the day just flies and by the end of the day I have nothing done!! :P

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  6. Time, waits 4 no 1, and it won't wait 4 us.

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  7. You talking about the speed with which morning turned into evening when you saw your lil kid......I am just wondering at the pace my years passed by....and like your lil kid....i myself see coming back from school..fresh in my mind like yesterday......

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  8. Hi:)

    Greetings:)

    When you have little children time really flies. The reason is they are completely dependent on you for everything. But this is the most wonderful time of your life and you will not get back this precious period. One they grow up, they will have their own friends, their own projects, their own ideals, their own thinking, their own planning in which parents are not involved. So this is the most wonderful time any mother can enjoy.

    As far as blogging is concerned it should be fun activity and should not put pressure on you.

    All my three children are grown up and two of them are working. There is hardly any commotion in the house. The house remains deadly silent most of the time. I miss those marvelous days when children were all over me demanding this and that. I assure you we had a rollicking time.

    Have a wonderful day:)
    Joseph

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  9. Ahhhhh. How quickly a day sails by! And time seems to go by even more swiftly! I am still stunned that my son is now 14 and in high school! I have Mondays off, and I always have such lofty plans but then...BAM it is after 2 and I have to race to pick my son up from school. :)

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  10. gaelikaa, as they get older, you'll be saying "Where does the time go?" in a different context.

    My youngest is now in college and engaged. My oldest isn't engaged - but has a 7-year old daughter!

    Where does the time go to??

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  11. YOu're so =like me... :)

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