Last night

as we were busy, carefully choosing her outfit for school today it suddenly out of the blue, struck me like a lightening bolt. Next year she will be in uniform! It's her last year of careless daily play. Of digging through her cupboard to find that specific desired item - a denim waistcoat in this case. My baby will be in grade 1 next year. Gee, really she grew up way too fast.

Sometimes you look at your child and you wish that they will outgrow a phase - something that might be particularly challenging. With her it certainly was the evening colic around 5 months where we had solid screaming for 2 to 3 hours every night. And possibly the mommy attachment issues around a year.

But most of the times you wish you can capture the moment, hold them close and keep them just the way they are - just a little bit longer. As I am now.  

This post was inspired by Tanya's post and my comment on it.