Fleeting Moments

The B will be a year old in just a few days. She is sweet and soft and squishy. But I’m feeling a little nostalgic for the teeny baby days.

Quoting the wise words from The Fiddler on the Roof:

Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze

The other day the B and I sat on the floor trying on hand-me-down shoes from the Ant Bug. She isn’t walking yet, so we haven’t bothered with shoes before. As we finished our task and our attention was turned elsewhere for a few moments, I watched her crawl over to the shoes, pick one up, and hold it to her foot. I had to smile–she learns so quickly. The journey through childhood is amazing, and I am happy to catch the sweet moments.

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