The Passage of Time
It's strange how time passes, and how we mark the passing of time. Sometimes it passes slowly, sometimes it rushes by, and other days when you've not been paying attention, you realise how much time has passed.
Kellie and myself have been dating now for 15 weeks. Where the hell did that time go? I mean, it's completely flown by, and neither of us can believe it - it feels like just a little while ago. Fifteen weeks? I can't believe it, and nor can she.
The kids are another sign of passing time. When I posted my Musical Monday this morning, I was thinking about the wee man and how he was when he was ickle, and then this afternoon on the way home we were discussing an upcoming trip he will be going on, to the sewage works. Sounds gross, but is kind of interesting. Anyway, we were discussing filtration and cleaning processes and it occurs to me how he's growing up...
Then there's the Peanut. Up until a few months ago, she would babble away in her own language, making up words and all the rest of it. Now, the little madam is chatting away like it's going out of fashion - full-blown conversations about what she's done, seen, where she's been...
And oh my goodness - I cannot believe how beautiful she is.
OK, yes I am completely biased, but I will fight anyone that tells me she is not the most beautiful girl in the world. I just make pretty daughters I guess ;) It seems just yesterday she was a wiggly baby.
Then there are the seasons. Now, granted, if you live in England, you will be forgiven for telling me there ARE no seasons here, just various degrees of grey. However, I stepped out this afternoon to do the school run, and was struck by how it is suddenly Autumn. The path was littered with yellow leaves, with more blowing down the road. The trees opposite my house are slowly starting to change colour too...
Kellie and myself have been dating now for 15 weeks. Where the hell did that time go? I mean, it's completely flown by, and neither of us can believe it - it feels like just a little while ago. Fifteen weeks? I can't believe it, and nor can she.
The kids are another sign of passing time. When I posted my Musical Monday this morning, I was thinking about the wee man and how he was when he was ickle, and then this afternoon on the way home we were discussing an upcoming trip he will be going on, to the sewage works. Sounds gross, but is kind of interesting. Anyway, we were discussing filtration and cleaning processes and it occurs to me how he's growing up...
Then there's the Peanut. Up until a few months ago, she would babble away in her own language, making up words and all the rest of it. Now, the little madam is chatting away like it's going out of fashion - full-blown conversations about what she's done, seen, where she's been...
And oh my goodness - I cannot believe how beautiful she is.
Then there are the seasons. Now, granted, if you live in England, you will be forgiven for telling me there ARE no seasons here, just various degrees of grey. However, I stepped out this afternoon to do the school run, and was struck by how it is suddenly Autumn. The path was littered with yellow leaves, with more blowing down the road. The trees opposite my house are slowly starting to change colour too...
6 Responses to “The Passage of Time”
yes Dan, Time does fly and the 15 weeks you have been with Kellie is a about the time you have nearly disappeard for too, but its a good reason though,, as for peanut,, she is truly Beautiful and she owes that to JO,, as Bethy Did too, but I am sure that jaysen takes after his Daddy and is "cough", Splutter a handsome fellow :)
you make beautiful kids, in general.
and i'm siding with debbie. its because you're a beautiful man. duh.
Yep you do make beautiful kids, but Im not going to big you up coz you already know that ;o)
and yep this year has flown past so damn fast. I feel like I have missed a few months somewhere but cant suss out where, its a weird feeling, it just feels too fast to be possible.
I always mention Tam when I talk about pretty little girls, she really is one of the most beautiful I've seen.
It's a sign of growing older Dan, sorry to break it to you.
I agree with you and all of the above crowd - you do make beautiful kids and from what I've seen on here, it's because you are one beautiful dad. We need more men like you.
Oops! My brain's gone fuzzy. That was from me, not "s".
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