the little darlings

I can remember when I'd sigh with exasperation "I can't wait for these kids to grow up" And I'd huff, then turn on my heel and hide away somewhere until the sibling scuffles ceased and desisted to another part of the house....Now here I am dealing with adult children, or almost adult. Some days are better than others. My eldest darling is nearly 20, knows it ALL, lives (exists) on her own, and remains to be a constant challenge. My youngest, nearly 17, and in the "suck up" stage of her teens, isn't too much of a challenge right NOW, but there certainly have been many hours spent...dealing. I want to point this moment of emotion out to anyone who cares...when they're little, it's all about little problems. When they're big....well, you know.