Time flies
Time has this funny way of accelerating when you have kids. You get so involved in their lives, trying to train raise them right, that you wake up one morning and wonder where the years have gone. Yes, years not days or hours. Years. Yesterday was one of those days as it was Dillen's 7th birthday.
It seems just like yesterday that Bec was getting checked into the hospital. Pouring rain. Being prepped for a c-section. My running like a mad man down to Laguna to drop off prints just in time for the deadline of the Festival of Arts judging. High tailing it back to the hospital, trying to remember if I had thrown any film (and what kind) into the bag. Then, she was here and my life changed forever.
Now, she's 7. Holy crap. She's 7. Pretty soon, I'll blink and she'll be 17. Not ready for that, definitely not ready for that. One day at a time.
And while today was all about Dillen, what kind of father would I be if I had left out her two amazing younger sisters?
