I have that experience about once a day.
I can't believe we've already lived here over two years and Y is already halfway through with school. It can't possibly have been that long since he stood on our front porch, Batman lunchbox in hand, ready to take on his first day of class.
I swear there was a Batman lunch box. Smart guy, that Y, not allowing any photographic evidence of it.
I also can't believe we're feeding Ike adult food. When I look at him I still see this:
And to top it all off, Bob outgrew his Anthropologie costume.
Does anyone else feel like just yesterday you were a kid playing with American Girl dolls; or maybe a naive college kid shopping at Forever 21 like it was going out of style?
Right. I actually was doing both of those things yesterday. But you know what I mean.