I can't believe I got engaged so young. It was such a big decision to trust to my 19 year old self. The current me would be terrified to make such a life altering call, I'd agonize over it all, and probably have lots of mental hoops I'd check off to help make sure I wasn't making a mistake. I love that I got to fall head over heels in love, and get swept off my feet without annoying pragmatism or doubts (and that it had a happy ending. heh). I literally would have moved heaven or earth, lived under a bridge, eaten cabbage and water, and worn a potato sack for the rest of my life if it meant being with Jim. Since we had such a strict courtship, and lived across the country from each other, I still wake up and marvel that I got so lucky. It made me grateful for what I have. Not that I'm recommending an arduous mating process that involved four parents (with conflicting opinions), and a long list of rules that changed and morphed on a weekly basis, but it did carry the unexpected side affect of making both Jim and I eternally stoked at being together. Ten years later we're still all: We get to hold hands! and kiss! Awesome!
Jamie and Robbie have been playing with trains together. It is so darn cute. I can barely stand it. Right now Jamie and Robbie are BFF's and Charlie is the odd man out (poor thing). I wonder if it will change as Robbie gets older, or if personality-wise Jamie and Robbie are more compatible (poor Charlie again). I think being the middle child is mind-bogglingly difficult, and I'm worried I'm going to botch it all up with Charlie. But then again, I say that from my lofty place as eldest, first born, and queen of my siblings. *wink*