Ducklings

Last week was spring break. My oldest turned 8 on Saturday. 8?! How did that happen?? I feel old.

My 8 year old needed new sneakers. He had already outgrown the ones I bought him 2 weeks ago. So I took my 2 kids to the mall to buy shoes. Well first, I begged him to pick a pair from payless. I found a cute pair of cheap sandals for myself at payless but my son found nothing.

I don't take my kids to the mall very often. In fact, I try to avoid it. I can't even remember the last time I took them there. It was weird.

My kids are now obviously too big for a stroller. They have been out of the stroller for several years. And they are no longer running away from me in the mall. I don't have to chase after them like a crazy mom of two toddlers running in two different directions. All of a sudden I was at the mall with my kids and they were following me. I was the mother duck and my ducklings were following me. I had to turn around every minute to make sure they were still there.

I had heard of this in fairy tales, but I never believed it was real.

Things have changed.

I now have ducklings.

Quack.