I'm gonna miss this.

(Lost most of my pictures when I switched from WP to blogger. Slowly working on putting them back, but it's a massive undertaking so please forgive the broken image links!)

If you're so inclined, and you're a country music fan or can at least stomach country music for the benefit of a better experience, you should really play this video while looking through these pictures.  I'm not so much a country music fan (anymore), but this song gets me every.single.time.



I'm gonna miss this.  I'm gonna want this back.

No matter how crazy or overwhelming or frustrating my days can be, I have to stop and smell the roses, so to speak.  I  have to intentionally look around; look at my beautiful children, see their excitement and their happiness amidst their own frustration, their own struggling to grow up, to become little independent people.  It's my duty, my special, privileged duty, to raise these amazing children.  I need to stop complaining and start seeing this season of life for what it is: breathtaking.  Short-lived.  Something I will miss dearly.  I know it.

I'll miss this sweet girl's grumpy face.



I'll miss that he wants to play games like peek-a-boo with me when I only want him to eat.









(and I'll miss that he always, always, always puts his shirt on backwards and his shoes on the wrong feet)

I'm going to miss this funny little hairstyle that all of my children have had.



I'm going to miss this time in my life when almost every picture I take is blurry.  It signifies my tiny little playful children and their inability to sit still because they are exuberant with excitement.



And though I may not be able to imagine it now, I know I will miss these cute little picked-apart lunch plates.



And I will surely, absolutely, positively miss this stuff:

Beautiful baby lashes:



Beautiful baby toes:



And her hilarious signature funny faces:



I'm gonna miss this.