Minutes turn to hours and hours turn to days. The days are rapidly slipping by! Gone is our going away party, that seemed so far away. The packing has begun. We are cramming in as many things as possible before that last hour, because we want each moment to count. As I pack, my daughter’s snuggle alongside one another on our bed. I’ve taken so many of photos of them in this same position, but this time marks a certain memory. This will be one of the last times in our home with them being so little. I want to capture every moment of their innocence. Tomorrow will be a new memory, and today’s will slowly slip away. A picture is worth a thousand words!
Who Stole a Cookie from the Cookie Jar?
Gluten free little bundles of double chocolate chip cookies, and my cookie thief Tildy.
I can vividly remember helping my own mom in the kitchen, and how excited I was to be able to. It made me feel so grown up. It was by assisting my mom, that my love for cooking was established. It is a skill I want to pass along to my three daughters, in hopes the same passion will be inside them. But more importantly, I hope to instill in them, the desire to pursue what THEY are passionate about. It’s by embracing each child as an individual, that you breathe life into their own creativity. Allowing kids to explore only opens their eyes to more options.