Time.

From babes to big girls.

So young, sweet, and innocent.

They are still young, sweet, and innocent here too. Just a little older and its not so easy to now dress them up in cute, adorable outfits and pinch their cheeks till they smile for the camera.

 

 

One moment they are just a desire in a mother's heart, then the next a squirmy and kicking baby in the womb. You think after they're born that they'll be in diapers for eternity, and then they start to walk and then crawl and all of a sudden they are potty trained. You think that they'll never grow out of that old princess dress that has tattered lace and sequins falling all off, until you find it collecting dust and decide to donate it to goodwill. Next, they're smearing on makeup and you wonder how on earth they can fit into your clothes so well as they ransack your closet. They are like sponges at this age, drinking in every word you say and hearing everything on the television that you don't want them to hear before you can snatch the t.v. remote to turn it on something else.

 

Time.

 

It goes by so quickly that if we don't stop and drink in the moments that God gives us with the gift He's given us in our children, it will just pass us by.

 

 

The clock is ticking.