The problem with food

Yesterday, I randomly leafed through one of J's scrapbooks.  

It  happened to be for the year 2000.  

Not. So. Long. Ago. Or was it?

Here are the three musketeers who used to live and play at this house just over a decade ago, 

but who are no longer here.

The fairy princess is gainfully employed for the summer and has just two years of high school to go.  

We plan to get her driver's license today.   

Tigger is four years away from "bouncing" out of high school, and that will seem to happen tomorrow.  

He's wishing he had a job and is counting the months until he can get his permit and then his driver's license. 

The fireman is all finished with high school now and, other than his father, this guy is the tallest one in the house.  

I know where the time went.  

What I want to know is where did these three little ones go?  

I've decided the problem is in feeding them.  

You feed them and they just grow up.