Life is happening everyday...memories are being made in the mundane. She is only going to get bigger and one day she won't need me to help her brush her teeth or read her a book. She's going to get to big for hugs & kisses (every night) and one day, down the road, she will leave and our nest will be empty.
She's little now... right now.
But I try to put things in perspective when I'm feeling overwhelmed and she just doesn't want to go to sleep.
She's only small once... (that's what people keep telling me).
I believe them.