Sometimes I would like to freeze my children at the ages they are now....
I want to be able to always carry them downstairs in the morning or upstairs at night.
I want my hand to always be bigger than my son's.
I want to always stand taller than my daughter when I brush her hair.
I want to give them piggy back rides.
I want to fit comfortably with all three of them in a queen size bed.
I want them to ask for sprinkles at Dairy Queen. and a face :)
I want them to pick out the biggest pumpkin and not be able to carry it.
I want them to ask for Frosted Flakes and Honey nut Cheerios mixed together for breakfast.
I want them to argue over who gets to lick the spoons first when we bake.
I want them to be so excited about the tooth fairy that they use an entire roll of toilet paper to get their tooth out. Even though it probably wasn't ready for weeks.
I want them to understand that the tooth fairy didn't come because she couldn't see your tooth since it was still waded up in that big roll of paper.
I want them to want to be a professional soccer or football or basketball player when they grow up. There is nothing wrong with dreams.
I never want them to grow up..:)
