
A Family on the Fly
The idea of “time flying” is never more evident than when one becomes a parent. Sure, it’s something that adults say to kids growing up, but the gravity of the words never really takes. Sitting in third period geometry seemed eternal, as did waiting to turn sixteen and get a driver’s license. Graduating high school and heading off to college was a laborious grind in watching the clock. Then all of a sudden, nine months of a pregnancy goes by in the blink of an eye, and then the bundle of joy
