Quickly

As I watch two of my daughters go through pregnancy and motherhood together, I try to explain what it feels like. "You were once that size," I say, pointing at my grandson. "And now you're having babies of your own."

They smile and laugh. They get it. Sort of. 

But not really, not yet. They think it's passing quickly. They don't know what quickly is yet. But some day,  I imagine — I hope — they will. 

(Photo of moonrise in North Arlington, taken as I was leaving the girls after a virtual baby shower.)