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.
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I am glad someone else feels the same way about freezing time! Although I have learned to be careful how I say it because the other day when Bri was telling Joey to eat his dinner so he gets big and strong, Joey started crying and said, "But Mommy said she wants me to stay little forever!" Oh the love for those little angels!
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