I got to thinking about the ages of my children the other day. My daughter will be 9 and my son 7, both in November. Yeah sure, they fight, they argue, they hit and punch and don’t always do what I tell them but I think they might’ve reached a time in their life where everything seems ‘content’, for everyone concerned. Bit like middle aged for us grown ups.

They are both obsessed with Lego and Star Wars and that is helping a lot so they play continuously for hours. Their laughter is infectious and the only time I see them is for food. I’m able to have nice conversations with them about whatever. They seem to be more aware of the world and what is going on around them. They are definitely more concerned for the environment and other people in general. Things like “Cars”, “My Little Pony” and other toys/cartoons are all a bit too ‘babyish’ for them now and they’re starting to watch more movies with actual people in them.


I wonder if this is the age bracket for children when they’re ‘middle aged’? Previously, they were toddlers, pre-schoolers and then starting school. All such new experiences for them, learning every day. Now, they are at a point where they’ve achieved those milestones, still learning stuff every day but processing it and dealing with it.

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The next stage, of course, is puberty. I’ve had a couple pressing questions of late like what does ‘sex’ mean and answered it satisfactorily (I think). They still giggle when they speak of Leia and Han Solo’s relationship on Star Wars and when they kiss. All very innocent stuff. I get a little nervous when I think of puberty and all of those years to come.

Photo: Despicable 2. Oh I mean me 2. Lol

Everyone told me right from the start when they were born that it gets easier. I think I might’ve reached that point, albeit temporarily. I think I’m going to stop reading blogs and the internet where everyone talks about these sullen teenagers that just grunt and I’ll try and take each day at a time. I feel like I’ve got a good relationship with the kids but I know it won’t be easy. I never thought I’d get through those sleepless nights, the toilet training, the moving onto solids, the terrible twos/threes/fours, first day of school etc etc. We’re somehow all still standing and I think the kids have done well to get where they are. Me too.