Yesterday my little Riley stubbed her toes. Now I've dealt with my fair share of scrapes, bumps and bruises but this time was a little different. You see, Riley doesn't like to keep her shoes on, so she gets lots of stubbed toes. She has stubbed them time and time again, so she's very familiar with the associated pain. But yesterday the pain was more than she could handle. As I swooped her up and bandaged her little toe she continued to cry. Normally by this point she's off and playing and forgotten all about it. But not this time. She cried and cried and cried. As I held and rocked her she wimpered and tossed until she actually began to fall asleep. As I sat there with my little girl I realized how long it had been since I had rocked my baby to sleep. They grow up way too fast. I didn't want to put her down. I'm grateful for opportunities like "stubbed toes" to put things into perspective and remind me just how quickly time goes by. I need to learn to slow down and take time for the little things, yes even toes, because they don't stay little like this forever.
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Cute story. I have felt that way with Blake, he's getting big so fast. I'm starting to learn that it's more important to spend time with my kids then to have a perfectly clean house. I tried for a long time to do both and it wasn't working. I used to follow my kids around all day and pick up their trails of messes, it was no fun. I would rather be playing with them and just clean up at the end of the day when they are in bed.
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