It's hard to believe our sweet-face Divine Miss O (with legs from here to China) is turning the ripe ole age of seven tomorrow. I now lump her into the group of "big kids" with her almost nine year old brother. How strange that is to wrap my brain around having big kids. Even odder to say we share our domain with big kids plus a preschooler. Gone are the baby daze; the days of strollers and diapers and pacifiers are a distant memory. Now we have big kids. Actual, honest to goodness, big kids. Wow!!