I stayed up way past my bedtime watching old home movies. My husband is converting now antique video tapes into a more progressive DVDs. We watched the birth of my son, my niece’s third birthday party, and bath time with my boys. We previewed ten years of memories and cried seeing loved ones that are now gone and images of babies that have grown into little boys.

It’s gone by too fast. I went into my boys’ room and laid down and listened to them breathe. I feel a need to embrace each moment and hold on to onto it before it turns into a memory. I encourage you to do the same. Hold them, love them, engage them, play with them, bless them, and thank God every day for each moment shared during this magical time of childhood.

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