(well, besides be quiet),
they grow up too fast.
It's true though. Even with the stressful days and the times you think why did _____ do _____?!? It really does move fast. Childhoods are over and the real world and responsibilities set in.
But before you think this post is depressing, don't worry, it's not that kind of post. Because even though my girls are growing, I get to enjoy that process.
I get to enjoy watching them interact with this world in the most ordinary of circumstances.
Like tickling each other in the grocery cart.
Or when they try and love a new food.
Dancing to their own drummer.
Learning to color.
Helping each other.
Becoming like Daddy.
Or developing a passion.
Two blessings from God that make the perceived ordinary, extraordinary each day.
So even though it goes fast, it's full of miracles. Quiet, unassuming ones, like making it through a rough day or the impromptu kiss and I love you from your little one.