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Daily Diary: Where Did The Time Go?

Yes, I’m crying.

A few days ago, I was on a hunt for a particular set of pictures and then sort of accidentally dove into my family’s archives. Where is my baby girl? She’s pretty much a teenager at this point! This morning, she was begging me to let her wear lipstick (it didn’t happen btw but still!)… and only yesterday she was this little angel on a swing.

I remember living in this small apartment while our house was getting worked on. We had about 800 square feet but it was just enough room for Natalie to get lost. She would push herself into the tiniest nooks. And when I found her, those big blue eyes would be absorbing me right in.

Always laughing. Always screaming. Always the center of attention. Yes, nothing has changed in that department.

And that stink eye… yup – that hasn’t gone away either.

Time really does fly. It’s scary how quickly our lives flash by.

Liam is still my little guy – so I’m not as nostalgic with him. But seeing this pictures of him so young literally swells my heart.

Bill had him in seersucker pretty early on!

We were in Florida. It was raining but my little guy was still all smiles. Just like his sister. 🙂  He literally was (and still is) the easiest baby around.

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  1. Time flies and it looks like you enjoy every moment… beautiful family. Nice to see a working couple have such a grounded normal approach to family.
    Well done!

  2. You know, I struggle with this all the time. I literally cry when I think of my son (who is now 15) and how he used to be this little, little baby and God forbid I allow myself to think of where the future may take him (away from home and into his own independent life).

    But then (having lost a child at the age of 11), I tell myself that watching them grow up beats the hell out of the alternative! Not being able to see that and have that for our children is unbearable.

    It’s a struggle…that’s for sure.

    Comment is acting as an entry to the CVS contest.

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