One at a time

I was reading something recently and it got me thinking... how different would life be if you could take the time and raise your kids one at a time? To hell with them not being close in age with their siblings. Forget about being done with diapers and naps and baby toys and having to start over. If we could focus all of our energy on ONE CHILD and raise them perfectly, then move on to the next. How different would they be?

Once in a rare while I have the opportunity to go out with just one of my children. Even if we are picking up milk from the grocery store I marvel in them for those few minutes. It's like I can just SEE them for a minute. How beautiful they are. How smart and intuitive and intelligent they are. It's almost as if when I look at them together I lose sight of them as three separate people.

I love that my kids have each other and the boys and Genna. They have their own little village and someday that is going to be everything to them. There will always be someone. I would never take that away from them. I just wish that for a while I could slow down time and focus on them each one at a time... just for a little while.