Just a quick note because we have a group of Sophie's friends coming over for a slumber party tonight. This is very surreal to me. I can recall be 7 with vivid detail and I also remember having someone sleep over our house for the first time (it was Matt). So to be a part of Sophie's experience is... is making me feel old.
There are many times during the week when I will have a thought and catch myself, "wait a minute... I'm 36. When did that happen?" So often, I feel and think like I'm still 18. So, to have concrete reminders like children's birthdays, sleepovers and what grade they're is very humbling.
Anyway, that's it for today. Have to go deal with a balloon skirmish in the living room.