Growing pains

This week's blog is going to be short and sweet. I'm still recovering from an overindulgence of Legion burgers and the effects the fair had on my allergies, so I'm going keep it short.

With Jared having his baby boy over a week ago, it reminded me just how quickly our kids grow. I had two tiny babies girls and now they're not so tiny. At ages 2 and 4, every day confirms the fact they're growing up and I will admit, I don't care for it very much.

Over the weekend, we bought my oldest a new bike. She had outgrown her old wheels, so we thought we'd buy her a shiny new ride. So when we got down the 12" bikes, she looked hilarious. She dwarfed it. Her legs were scrunched up and she had to lean down to reach the handlebars, so an upgrade to a 16" bike was the choice.

After agonizing over whether to go with Hello Kitty or Barbie, she chose the bike with the most pink on it, Barbie, and that was that.

Next up was a helmet. She's four years old, but she was blessed with her father's abnormally large cranium and she has a lot of hair, so instead of needing an age 5+ helmet, the only one that would fit properly had a tag on it labeled age 8+.

We put on the first helmet, the 5+, and it sat atop her head like a colorful tiny Yarmulke. For giggles, I snatched the 8+ off the shelf and put it on her, thinking it would wiggle around her head like an oversized mixing bowl, but it fit nicely. It's a tiny bit loose, but nothing to worry about.

Now I'll move on to my youngest. She's the singer of the two. Not that the both can't sing, but she sings all the time. Not the standard "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star," nope, we're talking about more mainstream hits of today and yesterday.

About a week ago, she was in the living room singing her heart out and I couldn't quite make it out. Then after a few moments, I realized she was singing "All The Single Ladies" by Beyoncé. Well, in her case it was actually Brittany, Jeanette and Eleanor, the female chipmunks from "Alvin and the Chipmunks: The Squeakquel."

She then turned back the clock and surprised me by singing "Close to You" by The Carpenters. She also loves Michael Jackson, Gordon Lightfoot and The White Stripes. Her taste is eclectic to say the least.

Well, I guess this didn't turn out to be a short as I expected, but what did you expect ... I'm talking about my kids.