Blink of an Eye

Today was a good Sunday, filled with many moments of peace and contentment. The children got along really well (minus a squabble or two) and I adored watching them help each other and play together all afternoon. We took the kids to a grassy part after dinner for a picnic dessert and some frisbee. It felt good to spend time together, to laugh together, and to grow together. It was one of those days that I just want to soak up for later! 

This morning Joseph woke up looking older. After he was dressed in his church clothes I could hardly believe how grown up and mature he looked! I've noticed a few subtle ways he is growing and changing over these last few weeks. His speech is improving, his brain is thinking and wondering, and he is so full of love for those around him. All day today I had to do a double take each time I looked at him. My little Joe is indeed growing up, almost too fast. My heart can hardly handle these babies of mine growing so quickly. As we walked up stairs he grabbed my hand and said, "Mommy, I love you TOO much!". 

Since they are all growing and changing so quickly, I cherish the little cuddles and extra hugs that they freely give. Tonight after scriptures and prayers Hyrum randomly climbed onto my lap and placed his head on my shoulder for a snuggle. "I wish I could stay here forever and sleep here," he said as his body melted into mine. I chuckled as I told him of a time he was once small enough to fit in my arms and sleep away the hours. When I felt the measure of love I had for my dear boy welling up in my heart, and the tears forming in my eyes, I stopped telling my story and just held him close for as long as he wanted to stay. Mr. Stannix, noticing the tears I was holding back, quietly smiled as he helped shuffle children to bed. 

Watching these little people grow up is so bittersweet sometimes. Of course I want them to grow up, and be successful and love life, but there is a huge part of me that is going to miss their tiny bodies snuggled next to mine at nap time, or the spontaneous "I love you's", or the random hugs. I will miss tucking them in at night, reading them stories, rubbing their backs. I often leave my dinner dishes for the next day just to soak in these moments with the children. I am grateful for Mr. Stannix who reminds me that even though our house isn't always clean, our HOME is in great order. The dishes will always be there, but the children will be gone in a blink it seems!