Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Sometimes I forget

Sometimes I stand behind my daughters and marvel at those pigtails. Because they are just so delicious. Or the rubber boots. Those are delicious, too.

Other times I stand amazed that no matter where I go, in our home, out in the world, or in the car, I am constantly serenaded with the loud, warbly voices of not one, but two daughters. On those same days, after I've measured Alyce on our trip to the farm, I am witness to her excitement that she is eight hands tall.

Almost as tall as a pony.

Today I'll stand next to Alyce and Shira and remember they won't be young for much longer. I'll remind myself that one day they'll know how to put on their own clothes, make their own food, and read their own books. I will take a deep breath and give in to the crazy. Because this crazy is all mine.

What are you going to do today?

(P.S. Today I'm also having a good friend over for lunch. Can't wait.)


  1. Don't know how I missed this post. It's just lovely.
    I need reminders to embrace the crazy. Tonight Margot said, "When I'm all growed up, I'll go to bed all by myself!!...but not yet." I smooched her soft little arms and said, "No, not yet"...sigh! Our house is full of pigtails and rubber boots. My favourite is rubber boots with a diaper and t-shirt!! And we have another little girl on the way! More pigtails to love.
    This was a beautiful post, and photo-journal...thanks for sharing it!

  2. Thanks! Yes, reminding is good. And I know exactly what you mean about kissing those soft little arms in resignation. Because why not just enjoy it?

  3. I didn't know little girls were loud? Pig tails is a hair style you don't see much these days. It's nice to see that she's sporting it.