Bring on the Sassy

I just love our daughter to pieces.  It still hasn't hit home that her baby brother will be here in about a month.  There's not a day that goes by where Trey and I don't turn to each other and just laugh or shake our heads at how funny, adorable and sweet she is.  She's sassy as all heck, too, which I sort of like.  She's potty trained now, which is the best gift in the world to get before the baby gets here.  People always say how these early years just whip by, and I know it's true.  I try to slow down and really look at her each day and commit phrases she says to my memory, but I know they'll fade.  But my goal as she grows up is not to be sad that these early days are fading, but to really relish what each new year brings. People warned us about the terrible twos and we've had the best time ever with her this year.  Then people say the bad things about kids is that they grow up to be teenagers.  I really hope I can take a deep breath when she's a teen and appreciate the things she throws my way.  We don't have kids to have babies forever--we have kids so they can grow up and not need us.  So that's my goal--cherish these early days, but don't kick and scream and whine as they slip away out of reach.  It's exciting to see the baby layers get peeled back and see what lies beneath.