It's been a fast 10 years. Or maybe I am getting older faster so that time seems to speed by.
Breen turned 10 on August 8 and Ronin turned 10 on August 13. I remember clearly when they were born. It was the year I started my PhD program and knew I had to go back to Toronto but wanted to be in Winnipeg for Breen's birth and then head off to Edmonton to see Ronin.
We took them on a Caribbean cruise two years ago and they seemed so small. Of course they were! It was such a great trip to Turks and Caicos, then on to Grand Cayman and then the Bahamas. They were so good with each other.
Two weeks ago, they were together again and they have both grown so much. I'm estimating six inches each. We'll be heading to the Spaghetti Factory for Breen's dinner and when Ronin comes next week, we'll do another birthday dinner for him.
I am feeling old! But I am feeling lucky to be blessed with my four grandbabies. Not babies anymore - 14, 12, 10, 10. But they'll always be my babies.