Yesterday, I am innocently working in the kitchen. Minding my own business, preparing a meal for company. When my son, Jordan came to the Kitchen to get a drink. My husband says to me" Umm... Gina, I think Jordan is taller than you." I told him NO! He wasn't. Only Brooklyn was taller. Jason said " Stand back to back" I said " ok, but just so you know, he is not taller than me." Mean while, Jordan is laughing and talking smack to his "short" mom. We stand back to back... and the verdict is... Jordan is taller than me! How did this happen???? I now have two children who are taller than me! That is not suppose to happen! ok- well it is but already????? Time moves to quickly. Our babies grow up and the become men and women. We don't get to make all of their decisions anymore and we don't get to kiss away their hurts. I wish we did. I know that the next 10 years of parenting will probably be way harder than the last 10. Our kids will face things I can't imagine. Am I praying enough for them? Do they know that their mom and dad love them? Do they have the tools they need to be effective in the world today? Do they know my Jesus as their Jesus? I stand with all of you parents that are in the midst of raising your kids. We have an incredible God given job. I know that I can't do it without him. Kiss your little ones an extra time tonight. Hold them a little longer when they want to be rocked because soon, and I mean soon... they will be taller than you!