When did my kids grow up?
WHEN did this happen?
Im still making some of the same mistakes... sometimes I STILL say "momma needs quiet', even though I KNOW one day they will ALL be quiet and my heart will ache for all the chatter again.
Why can't time just stop sometimes, to give us a little breather?
Breathe these moments in friends.
Absorb those tiny little hugs.
Be hungry for every single word...
It disappears far too quick.
