I love seeing my kiddos growing into young men, getting taller, driving, becoming independent...but I definitely miss my little boys who need me or just want to hang out and read stories or play board games. My youngest is 8 but we joke that he's a frustrated 23-yr old stuck in an 8 yr old's body. This past weekend we took kids to an amusement park and it was so strange that DS8 had tears trickling down with fear of the biggest roller coasters--DH & I forget that he's just a little boy sometimes because he's so "old" in many ways.
