Precious Years

I am often reminded of how fast time passes, in those every day moments when I am watching my children. Tonight, one of those moments happened, as I was washing Tess's hair in the shower. She was giggling as I was scrubbing her hair, with her big blue eyes looking up at me, it was like I flashed back to when she was a baby & when I would wash her & she would look at me like I was everything to her, and well, really in those days I was. Anyway, I was able to see my Beautiful Baby girl growing up before my eyes. She will be going to kindergarten this fall. My baby girl, I know that I have said that I am so excited for her to go, but I'm also feeling a little hesitant with letting her go. Then, the next minute I was thinking about how it would be when she is a teenager, and how hard those years are and how I really hope that we will continue to stay close through the years. I hope that we will continue to laugh & have good times in the years to come. I hope that she will always know that I want her to be happy & I will always be here cheering her on. When she has her dance recitals, soccer games, piano recitals, spelling bee's, when she wants to run for class president, when she wants to try out for cheer leader, when she wants to try out for the debate team, or be the lead in the up coming school play. I want her to know that I will love & support her in whatever she wants to pursue. Oh, how I love her! She has one such a cute little personality & funny wit about her.
It reminds me of a song from Mamma Mia that I love Slipping Through My Fingers:

Schoolbag in hand
She leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye
With an absent-minded smile
I watch her go
With a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while
The feeling that I'm loosing her forever
And without really entering her world
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sleep in our eyes
Her and me at the breakfast table
Barely awake
I let precious time go by
Then when she's gone
There's that odd melancholy feeling
And a sense of guilt
I can't deny
What happened to the wonderful adventures
The places I had planned for us to go
Well some of that we did
But most we didn't
And why I just don't know

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time


Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers -


Schoolbag in hand
She leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile

Just stay close my Baby Girl, Tess!
Your Mama loves you more than you'll ever know!