This too shall pass.

I remember hearing those words, or reading them in some advice article about babies/children. "Remember, this soon will pass.."

Well, maybe I don't want it to.

Maybe I want to cherish the one o'clock fussy babe. Or the one year old wordless babble. Or the four year old energy that is endless. But most of the time, in the moment I don't, and I am sorry for it.