Treasuring these moments
Big girl is three years old now. I am planning baby girl’s first birthday. Right now, the living room floor is covered in toys and I can hear the girls playing in hallway. The floor is a mess and I really should use this time to put away the toys, or start some laundry, or load the dishwasher, or get some grad school work done….but instead…. I’m going to sit here and listen to the laughter with the knowledge that this time will be gone in the blink of an eye. They won’t always want to play together. They won’t always want to snuggle on the couch. They won’t always want to hold my hand. They won’t always want to ride on Daddy’s shoulders. So, for now, the toys will stay on the floor and the laughter in the hallway will continue as long as it can.
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Ephemeral.”
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