Blurry...

Sat down last night and started consolidating the pictures from Disney. One thing that jumped out at me was that in nearly every shot, one or both kids were blurry. Our inexpensive digital camera doesn't have the greatest shutter speed for movement (or perhaps I don't know the proper setting to use), and the slightest movement will result in a blurred shot.

It's amazing how much they move.

What's also pretty amazing is how resilient kids are - within the span of 24 hours, they went from being in a theme park in the Florida heat to playing baseball in a light New England drizzle. And it didn't phase either kid in the slightest. They went to bed late last night, probably around 10 - 10:30, yet both were up at 6:30 AM just like every other weekend (although I have to drag their tired butts out of bed at 7:00 AM M-F when they have school...)

At what point do we lose that motion? At what stage of our lives do we stop really moving, and start reacting? Friends who have teenagers regale me with stories of the sheer volume of food their kids eat, yet they're still rail-thin - once again, it's keeping active and on the go that keeps them from resembling Jabba the teen. College is still pretty much the same, with beer and pizza thrown into the mix.

Then you graduate and go out into the real world. 9-5 job. Relationships. Rent. Engagement. Marriage. Mortgage. Kids... You slow down. The spare tire grows from the donut on a scooter to the rear wheel of a semi. Life wears you down. It keeps moving, even if you don't.

And yet the blur continues - except that instead of you being the blur, you're caught in the blur...

That is all.