Savor the Moments

My kids are growing up so fast, that I can hardly keep up. I started running... hoping that I would be able to run fast enough to catch them, and make them slow down a little bit. I try telling them to grow up... hoping that they will be their typical selves and do the opposite of what I tell them to. I sometimes hold my older two on my lap, hoping to capture that sweet cuddly feeling, but their heads are taller than mine. It doesn't work very well. They're growing in spite of my efforts. Their feet are getting bigger than mine, and they will soon be taller. I hold my little nieces and nephews hands and mourn the loss of my own kids' baby hands. Now my kids are full of sass and independence. I love them this way, too, but I'm thinking I should get a little more time with them before they don't need me so much anymore. Since I know the next 12 years will fly by faster than these first 12 have, I'll treasure the times Aubrey asks my opinion on something, the times Tyler holds my hand, and I'll treasure carrying a sleeping Cooper to the bathroom before I go to bed at night. Before I know it, even these will be a thing of the past, along with those dimpled baby hands.