I was sitting in the backyard yesterday watching the kids run around and be silly. They just finished popsicles, and the cicadas were buzzing. They both were laughing, especially Christian. I had this wave of emotion come over me, and as the tears rolled down my face it hit me: It's not always going to be like this.
A day will come when video games will replace sidewalk chalk. They won't beg me to play with them, rather they'll be begging me to leave them alone. Lily probably won't always want to wear her dresses, and Christian will put away Buzz LightYear and Woody. Sticky hands won't paw at me for hugs and kisses, and bedtime routines won't include stories. Our playroom won't be covered with Little People and MatchBox Cars.