I have just finished tucking everyone into bed for the night. As I lay next to Hyrum for a quick bed time snuggle I run my fingers through his short blonde hair and stroke his baby soft cheeks. I watch his long eye lashes blink in the glow of the salt lamp as he tells me about his day. I run my rough fingers around his cheeks, across his forehead, and down his nose. "What's going to happen when you get too big to be tucked in?" I ask. His response is quick, "Well, then, we'll just tuck ourselves in!" My mother heart sinks a little, and I wonder if he will ever miss these sweet moments together as much as I know I will. He lets out a giggle and his eyes become sleepy as I make one last pass around his face with my finger. I press my lips into his boyish cheeks and give him one last smooch before pulling the covers up to his chin and saying "I love you" for the fifth time. He grins at me across the room as I slowly pull his door shut. I desperately want to wait there, gazing upon his face and watching him fall asleep as I did when he was a baby. With one last "I love you" I blow him a kiss and turn around as tears begin running down my cheeks. After a joy-filled day with the children, it is hard not to notice how fast life can pass you by. Those moments of realization hit hard sometimes, knocking the wind from my chest and filling me with emotion, but they also give me the strength to go on. When the going gets tough I find myself whispering you're gunna miss this someday.
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