My husband and I watched the closing ceremonies of the Olympics last night. I know that you are completely shocked by us watching anything Olympics, but sometimes we actually do watch TV together. (If this was an email or text, this would be the part where I’d put a winking smiley face.)
With the 2014 Winter Olympics now over, there were segments about the next (2018) Winter Olympics and, of course, the 2016 Summer Olympics.
You can’t help but think about where you’ll be in the next two or four years. (I have A LOT of Olympic watching to schedule into my life, folks.) How old will I be? How old will my kids be?
Sigh.
Yeah…THAT question.
For the 2016 Summer Olympics, Beezus will be home for the summer from her first year away at college. Ramona? Yeah Ramona will be getting ready to start her first year of high school. HIGH. SCHOOL.
The next time we see the Winter Olympics? Beezus will be 20. TWENTY. Ramona will (theoretically) be driving.
My head didn’t even have time to explode. It fell clean off.
This is why no one likes math. Once you learn to count, it’s all over. Counting things make you realize how awful it is to use the Olympics as a measurement of time. Or to track parenting years and milestones. It’s horrifying. I began to rethink my love for all things Olympics.
I couldn’t even help myself. When all these montages that felt like time machines floated across my TV, I looked at my husband and said “Beezus is going to be home from her first year of college when it’s time for the summer Olympics.”
He stared straight ahead at the TV for a bit and then said, “That is so sad.”
I sometimes forget how hard this is on the papas, too.
Maybe it’s good that the Olympics are over. We’ve been…obsessed. Our TV has been on so much, I think my brain is beginning to ooze out my ears. I’m also way too emotionally involved in all these athletes. And yes, Olympic math makes you realize just how fast time will fly. I don’t need any other reminders.
I can torture myself without any help, thank you.
I sure wish I had more time to watch the Olympics this year but it just didn’t work out. Over the summer I made sure to keep it on a lot just to show the kids what you can do with hard work. Dang, I don’t even want to think about what’ll be going on here in 4 years. Oy.