...waffle

....ever have a time in your life when you suddenly look up at the clock and realise 3 weeks have passed??
happened to me just the other day... I was full of New Years resolutions and brilliant schemes for January only to find out that January was, in fact, over. Gone. The entire first month of 2012 somehow got out from underneath me....and it was February...

Lately it feels like Sunday nights are way closer together than they used to be, and even my elder daughter is noticing it too... Much relief to hear that, I was running on the assumption that I was just getting older...but nope, time seems to be speeding up doesn't it? My DH has a theory that time is, in fact, speeding up. I countered this with the supposition that if this was the case then people should be living longer because a years worth of now is worth only, say, 11 and a half months of 200 years ago...so somebody who reached 100 years of age 200 years ago, should reach around 104 these days...but wait, according to popular belief, we are living longer...so either he's right or I'm right, or this ole earth is spinning faster....

Either way, there are not enough hours in the day for me...but...reassuringly the time space continuum, or lack thereof, has been a boon for other members of the Brennan clan, my five year old announced that he was the very man to build the new lego helicopter flaunting itself on a shiny new box in Auntie L's handbag because he had, and I quote, "Twenty-seven years experience in cosntruction!"

My eight year old visibly expanded with relief and indeed belief, when I confirmed upon a recent birthday, that I had indeed reached the grand old age of 23 years of age....I neglected to mention that I had also reached 24 and 25...

Thankfully the newly minted 12 year old is keeping a grasp on reality and has admirably resisted, as yet, the imminent and instant temptation to leap directly from 12 to 16....that can accompany that particular  birthday...more power to you Enid Blyton wherever you are my dear....