Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Time Flies

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     I think 2 and a half is the cutest time of a child.  It's certainly my favorite age. Several of my friends have a child at this age right now.  They're all adorable and are starting to show their own unique personalities. One in particular reminds me of myself and that's a little humbling.  She told her mom the other day, ''Just chill out. You hear me?''  Yes, we have the same sarcastic, blunt gene in our DNA.
     When I was this age, I threw my gum on the kitchen floor.  My mom told me to pick it up. 'No' was my firm reply. She spanked me over and over after each of my refusals to pick it up.  She put me in the corner till I was supposed to be ready to pick it up. I outlasted her patience with  She drug me over to the gum, forced me to pick it up and then drug me to the trash can to dispose of it.  This story is according to my mom as I, just like Oliver North, do not recall. It certainly doesn't sound like me at all...haha.
      Although you may be tested to your limits in certain moments, enjoy this all too precious time in your child's life.  As my friend's blog, , says time is fleeting for each one of us.  Savor the time with your little one, quiet or chaotic.

O Lord, make me know my end
and what is the measure of my days;

let me know how fleeting I am!

 Behold, you have made my days a few handbreadths,
and my lifetime is as nothing before you.

Surely all mankind stands as a mere breath! 
Psalm 39:4-5