Little seems to be slipping through my fingers lately.
While my girls are thrilled to be "growing up"- the new beds, the special trip to buy their first lunch boxes, preschool in the fall...I can't help but feeling overwhelmed and a little saddened by it all. I am utterly grateful they are healthy and growing up as they should be.
But my heartstrings just can't help but be tugged at the thought that they are no longer my babies but now my little girls.
The other day I heard, "Mommy, I just don't know which prince I am going to marry."
I feel like a will blink and she really will be walking down the aisle.
So I try to treasure every moment, soak it all in, write down all the cute things they say but...
wrong or right, just for the moment, I want to keep them... little.