How time flies!

I decided to do a post today that had absolutely nothing to do with renovations since that seems like all we're living these days!

I wanted to appreciate just how quickly time flies in a flash it seems. My Caitie is quickly growing up into a little girl and I'm trying desperately to hold on to her baby days that are already gone too quick. My Maddie is talking so much these days and blowing us away with her vocabulary, french included!

I cherish every little hug and kiss because time really does fly by and if we don't stop every now and then we miss it!

On that note, here is a poem we got from our church that I keep posted at my desk and I read it every now and then just to remind myself. You may have read it before but it's always a nice reminder.

TO OUR CHILD (JUST FOR TODAY)

Just for this morning, I am going to smile when I see your face and laugh when I feel like crying.

Just for this morning, I will let you choose what you want to wear and smile and say how perfect it is.

Just for this morning, I am going to step over the laundry and pick you up and take you to the park to play.

Just for this morning, I will leave the dishes in the sink and let you teach me how to put that puzzle of yours together.

Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble when you scream and whine for ice cream and I will buy you one if the ice cream truck comes by.

Just for this afternoon, I won't worry about what you are going to be when you grow up or second guess every decision I have made where you are concerned.

Just for this afternoon, I'll let you help me bake cookies and I won't stand over you trying to fix them.

Just for this afternoon, I will take us to McDonald's and buy us both a Happy Meal so you can have both toys.

Just for this evening, I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story about how you were born and how much I love you.

Just for this evening, I will let you splash in the tub and not get angry.

Just for this evening, I will let you stay up late while we sit on the porch and count all the stars.

Just for this evening, when I run my fingers through your hair as you pray, I will simply be grateful that God has given me the greatest gift ever given.

I will think about the mothers and fathers who are searching for their missing children, the mothers and fathers who are visiting their children's graves instead of their bedrooms and the mothers and fathers who are in hospital rooms watching their children suffer senselessly and screaming inside that they cannot handle it anymore.

And when I kiss you tonight, I will hold you a little tighter, a little longer. It is then, that I will thank God for you and ask him for nothing except one more day . . .

So on that note, here are my angel's school pics from this year