It was 2019 when I took Ivar to A&W and told him right then that I wanted to take him to A&W once a month. We had such a fun time- just look at this boy!
Well, we didn’t quite make it back the next month. Or the next. It took us six years to get back. Which is the sobering reality of time as a parent. It just flies. I don’t get it and neither do you. It just keeps flying.
When we left, Ivar said, “Mom, I think it will take six years to digest all that I just ate.” I laughed so hard. Those floats are the best!
We talked about how in another six years he’ll be 20. And all that will happen in that time.
