Thursday, August 27, 2009

Two 3's and a 1

My how they grow. I know...I don't need to tell you, but lately I have been thinking more and more about when they were babies. How they wiggled, made grunting noises, moved their mouths towards food. They are SO big and I realize this problem can only get worse! :) I realize that if I feel today like I am letting them about 10 years I will feel devestated by the fact that I have to allow them to leave this nest. I love these girls. Oh goodness...I want to slow time so that I can cherish every second with them, and yet I am sure those who have gone before me feel the same way. Here we go again. I praise God for their healthy bodies, clear minds and kind spirits. They are truly wonderful little girls!


Braff Zackton said...

I'm sure your mother went through almost the same thing when all her kids were going to school and she wasn't working yet. Except she'd call over her friends and play craps and baccarat and drink martinis. Remember those Monday lunches she'd give you of packets of Taco Bell salsa and a carton of Luckys?