There was a time in life when her feet and toes were tiny. I painted her feet as she giggled and stood her on this plate. She was only 6 months old and now she is 12 years old. In the days gone by when they challenged me and would not take their naps or they tried to play with electrical outlets or eat things off of the floor I was frustrated and the days seemed so long. Now the days are flying by so quickly. I try to slow them down but they are out of my grasp. We wake up in the morning and the next thing I know I am telling them good night.
High School has begun in our household and it seems like yesterday he refused to take his nap in his car toddler bed. I have no regrets. I treasured each moment that I possibly could; vowing each time that I would etch that memory into my heart for all my life. I have loved my children from before they were born and I will never stop. They are growing up but they will always be my children.