In 2011, Big M. was 11 years old and had just started middle school. Little M. was a 6 year old and in first grade. I was 39 years old and Mr. EM was 41. Now, Big M. is 14 and (gasp!) a freshman in high school. Little M. is 9 and a 4th grader. I am 42 and Mr. EM is 44. Where does the time go?
(In case you were wondering, it was just as difficult for Earth Muffin to coax her 3 guys into being appropriate for family pictures this year as it was back in 2011. Some things never change.)