For the last week I have been saying to Abby, "this is the 3rd to last breakfast as a kindergartner", "this is the last day I will be doing your hair as a kindergartner." She was starting to get annoyed. But, I. just. cant. help. it. Each morning when the girls get up, they give me a big squeeze hug while we sing "Good morning God! This is your day! I am your child, show me your way!" and every morning I whisper in their ear: demanding they stop growing. I want to freeze them. Independent yet still dependant. I am mom, and I am still cool! I am still allowed to cuddle with them before bed. I am still allowed to dress them in clothes I deem appropriate. (well, most of the time, unless you know my Lily... THAT my friends is a whole new post.) Their daddy is still the most important man in their lives. Oye! (dabbing tears)I am so impressed with my "Tootie", (another reason I want to freeze her... she still lets me call her that!) she has grown so much over this past year.
Truth is, I cannot stop time. God knows I try, and every day just slips by like sand through my fingers. But I am so JAZZED to see what the Lord has in store for our girls, for our family. That is the absolute coolest thing about *letting* my girls grow up- they accomplish way more than I could ever dream. They are remarkable girls, and with God's help, will become remarkable young women.
