Wednesday, July 10, 2013

The Longest-Shortest Days

I sit on the floor with my little person who is not so little anymore.   She's four now -- make that four and half -- and she does big girl things, like rolling all five Yahtzee dice with her five chubby fingers and counting all the way to firfteen.  Her little piggies have grown, too, and instead of being baby-scented and pudgy, they sparkle with left-over patches of silver nail polish and smell a bit tangy.  Phew!  She dresses herself, choosing her own eclectic wardrobe of sequins and stripes, and gets her shoes on the correct feet fifty-percent of the time.  Before my very eyes, she is transforming from a "Mommy-help-me" baby to a "me-do" girl; the speed of life rockets past me.

And yet...

How can it be that it is only 3 o'clock in the afternoon?!?  Surely there must be some mistake as I'm quite certain that we've been playing CandyLand for hours!  Isn't time supposed to fly when you're having fun?  It would appear that there is a fracture in the time-space-continuum resulting in this curious and crazy longest-shortest day of my life.

Tick, tock...

She's getting better and better at shuffling the cards, but we're only half-way to the Candy Castle.  And according to the kitchen clock, it's only been nine minutes.  Mommy might need a stop off at the dark chocolate forest to make it through this afternoon!

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11 comments:

  1. AnonymousJuly 10, 2013 at 10:48 AM

    What a touching story!

    I remember when my granddaughter was that age. Enjoy your days with her, because she will grow up fast.

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    1. MorganJuly 10, 2013 at 8:34 PM

      Thank you! In spite of the humdrum craziness of mommying, I do try to capture the sweet moments, because before I know it, she'll be all grown up!

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  2. AnonymousJuly 10, 2013 at 1:03 PM

    cute. I have a 3.5 year old so yeah, I hear you.

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    1. MorganJuly 10, 2013 at 8:34 PM

      Yep ... something about that age that is wonderful and exhausting all at once! Thanks for stopping by.

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  3. SuzanneJuly 10, 2013 at 2:35 PM

    Aw, this is so lovely! And so true. Why is it that some moment thunder past us while others seem to last forever?

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    1. MorganJuly 10, 2013 at 8:35 PM

      It's the delicate balance of time. Also with her being my last itty bitty, the time just seems to be cruising by with increasing speed. Slow down, little missy!

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  4. kymmJuly 11, 2013 at 8:50 AM

    Funny how time, as it flies by, drags so relentlessly!
    Sweet post. (love the tangy feet, too.)

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    1. MorganJuly 11, 2013 at 1:18 PM

      Thanks for visiting! Gratefully that little cutie bathed last night and her feet smelled sweet again. For a few minutes.

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  5. TMWHickmanJuly 11, 2013 at 1:05 PM

    So true--'the speed of life rockets past me'. That's been especially true here lately. Great post!

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    1. MorganJuly 11, 2013 at 1:19 PM

      Thank you for your kind words. I know I'm not the only one who feels like the hands on the clock are spinning out of control! Let's all just slow down a bit, shall we?

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  6. lumdog2012July 11, 2013 at 2:55 PM

    You brought back some nice memories and some "other" memories where I would wind up reading some book that I hated, at least a zillion times. I think my kid's whole childhood just flew by though, despite the tedius moments. Nice writing.

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