How time flies

This will be a soppy post.

There are times when it's surreal seeing how quickly life has gone by. How quickly the girls have grown (how we have grown too, but I'll save that for another day). Take this picture; we took this in front of the Christmas tree 4 years ago:

And in a blink of an eye, they've grown from cute, chubby boddlers (baby/toddler) to little girls. I'm biased obviously; but though I think they're cute as buttons, I'll admit this to you, my dear readers: deep down inside, though I won't admit this to my wife (she wants more kids!), I miss the baby and toddler stage. I catch myself looking a bit enviously at parents with little babies- knowing that there was once I could hold my girls with one hand, all 8 lbs of her. Hearing that baby gurgling and giggling. Or seeing that unsteady toddler waddle.

That being said, I'm also soaking in all in as much as I can, stage by stage. How they go from being 100% dependent on you, to being able to go potty on their own, or dressing themselves, brushing their teeth or being able to make their own breakfast.

And they other day, I'll admit, I was a bit disappointed when the older one, always excited for daddy to paint her toenails, politely declined when I asked if she wanted her nails painted.

And before I know it, time will just breeze by and someday they're gonna break their daddy's heart (and make him proud at the same time) when they leave home for college.

Sniff sniff.