Joy

There are days where children scream, and hit, and won't eat, and are very difficult to handle. But that was last Wednesday. This Wednesday was full of laughter, tickles, requests to "eat", calling mommy's oboe a "bobo", sliding, swinging, bubbles, smiles, and those days are joyful!! Can I just freeze time and stay here a bit longer? Can I keep smelling those blonde curls, kissing those tiny toes, tickling that buddah belly?

"You're going to miss this

You're going to want this back

You're going to wish these days

Hadn't gone by so fast

These are some good times

So take a good look around

You may not know it now

But you're going to miss this"