"One of the great myths of life is that childhood passes quickly. In fact, because time moves more slowly in Kid World - five times more slowly in a classroom on a hot afternoon, eight times more slowly on any car journey of more than five miles...and so slowly during the last week before birthdays, Christmases, and summer vacations as to be functionally immeasurable - it goes on for decades when measured in adult terms. It is adult life that is over in a twinkling."
- Bill Bryson, The Life and Times of the Thunderbolt Kid
When I sit back and evaluate my life thus far, I totally agree with Bill Bryson's quote above. In my store of memories I appear to have a seemingly inexhaustible amount of childhood recollections, whereas my adult years appear to be flying past.
Never is the passage of time made more evident to us than when we reach the beginning of a new year. 2011?! How did this happen? Has it really been 15 years since I graduated high school and 11 since my college days? How is it that I have now been married 10 YEARS? It seems like it was only yesterday that Bill and I walked into that courthouse in California, never mind travel to Kazakhstan to meet our son for the first time. How have the 2-plus years since Dylan's been home gone by so fast???
The little peanut we brought home at less than 17 pounds is now almost FOUR years old. He is so tall and heavy that he is almost too big for me to carry. He loves to pretend to be a cat (thanks to Figaro the cat in his current favorite movie, Pinocchio), but he is now too big to curl up in my lap.
2010 was a year of big changes for our boy. Potty training, transitioning from a crib to a toddler bed to a big-boy bed, saying goodbye to his beloved "Soska," going to preschool...I'm sure I'm forgetting some other things, too. His speech is improving by leaps and bounds, and we are so excited by the sentences that are coming out of his mouth. His imagination has taken off, and every day we hear stories of whales and wolves and fantasy worlds.
Of course, there is still work to be done: the tantrums to tame, the stubbornness to ease, etc., but we are all growing and learning together, and hopefully somewhere along this journey as a family we will be able to make a happy, confident, good-hearted man out of him.
There is not a day that goes by that we are not awed by something our boy does. He is imaginative, artistic, energetic, smart, loving...everything we could ever want in a son. Every day, we try to be everything he could ever want as parents. We hope that, as the years of his childhood go by, we are providing him with the same inexhaustible amount of happy memories we have, so that one day, when he is our age, he can look back at his kid years and sigh a very contented sigh.
Happy 2011, everyone!
***A note: I wrote this entry a week in advance as I was going on vacation with my family. Sadly, yesterday we were affected yet again by the passage of time as my beloved grandmother, Alaida Rodriguez, passed away early on New Year's Day. As I spent most of yesterday at the airport and on an airplane, I was unable to write a new entry. However, I will be writing a more fitting tribute to her next week. In the meantime, let me just say this: her time with us may have passed in a twinkling, but her star will shine forever in our hearts.***