Age DOES a Difference Make

If I haven't mentioned before, I would highly recommend procreating every six years.  You would think, as I did, (ha! thinking is for fools) that having 4 children, all spaced 6 years apart would make things easier because they would already be established with their own interests and friends their own age by the time the next one comes along. Or... like most people, you think I am nuts for starting over again every time I get one in Kindergarten. I didn't plan a space of six years in between. I truly think every time I had one starting school, the snooze on my biological clock went off and my reproductive system woke up and went in to overdrive.

 

Let me tell you, no matter how far apart they are, they bicker and fight and boss and shove just as much as a pair of "irish twins" would. It doesn't matter that they all have their own interests and friends, they will find a common denominator to kill each other and drive Mom to drink! 

But today, I singly and equally fell in love all over again with each of my fab four all within a 20 minute time span.  

 

First, Corey (8) brings his guitar on the back porch and starts strumming away, stopping to ask Jensen (14) if she has any extra "toothpicks" he can use to play with.  Well, before I got over my fits of laughter with this, Jensen falls over her own two feet coming back up on the porch and fell into a crumpled ball and we ALL have a good laugh. 

 

Then Kasey (2) picks up the guitar and starts strumming a tune and belting out an impromptu tune, "corey you are my baby, corey you are 'guitarded'" Lord, I thought I couldn't take any more laughter when just then, Jamey (NEWLY 21) comes home to tell me about the time of his life he had at the Cyclones game last night. The seats were right behind the glass, there were lots of fights and hot chicks and oh, it was dollar beer night. (you saw where I mentioned he is NEWLY 21) so he more than enjoyed buying himself some dollar beers at the game. Many, many dollar beers and how he was drunk and texting as he walked into the bathroom and glanced up and thought DAMN there are a lot of stalls in here. Then he looked back up and wondered 'where the hell are the urinals' just in time to see a group of 'hot chicks' putting on their makeup as he said 'oh shit' and found his way back out of the LADIES ROOM!

 

Maybe life would be easier in my 40s if I had all 4 of them closer together and now they were ALL grown and independent and I wasn't still diapering and chasing a toddler. But I would have missed the best 20 minutes of my life and I would not trade that for anything!!

 

I love you dorks!!!