I see it in all of them. Winter and Christmas loom and I switch over the clothes in a mad dash to clear space for sweaters and pants. Somewhere in between in all the rush of the Holidays, the New Year and the remains of winter they're bigger, they've grown and I'm left wondering where the time has gone, again...
Like winter and snow that cover the grass while the ground still stirs - so it is as children grow. When Spring's new shoots and buds emerge in all their splendor and I can't help but to sit there overcome and in awe I realize that there went another year and just like that I'm breathless when I realize that my children have grown in front of my very eyes.
Oh, to have them and hold them small forever. Sooner than I realize they will be gone, off on their own adventures. The snuggles that Rowan asks for every night will be but a distant memory. The tickling and chasing and the side-splitting laughter of a two year old running as fast as chubby legs can go will be behind us. The Lincoln Log buildings and Legos strewn across the basement will be put away at the back of the closet. The princess dresses and tea parties will be but a recollection. The press of a baby's cheek, the grip of a toddler's hand, the snuggling of a small boy, the goodnight kiss of a seven year old boy who can't go to sleep without one will be gently tucked away in my memory banks with love and warmth.
So it goes, and has for forever. Time marches on and my little ones grow. For now I'm going to hold them close and kiss them as much as I can. Too soon they will be big. That will be another experience with its share of excitement, but right now they're still little.
How did it get so late so soon? It’s night before it’s afternoon. December is here before it’s June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?
~ Dr. Seuss
~ Dr. Seuss