Journaling:
I blinked my eyes and you stood before me as a three year old. I wish someone would have told me that children grow up so fast. That you can turn to look behind you and turn around and find yoru child one year older.

It's bittersweet. I love watching you grow and become a little person but I want you to stay my little baby forever. Stop time and keep you innocent, safe and enclosed in my arms.