I see my kids every day. I know them very well. So why is it that every once in awhile you catch a glimpse of them that doesn't look at all familiar. You see a picture of them and they look much too old, much too big, much too grown up from the image you carry with you in your mind. This is one of those pictures for me. This is Michael, my 6 year old. My middle boy. How do they keep getting so big right under my very nose? Makes me want to hug him tight and slow things down a bit. Well.....maybe when he's not so wet....
