Tonight I had a moment of panic. I couldn't remember the words that my nearly-3-year-old daughter used to say "funny". I could have sworn that they were written down somewhere...recorded for us to look back and laugh in years to come...
But I couldn't find them. I am so lucky that grandmas have good memories. Kaylee's mama, my momma, helped me remember that Kaylee used to say "cumpepper" for cucumber, "pokey-roni" for peperoni and "Cookie Burial" for Cracker Barrel. Thank goodness that these memories are not lost.
It's funny how you think that there are moments of your child's life that you'll never forget, but time is a clever thief. It creeps by and, before you know it, your child is doing new things and there is so much that is part of the past. How can a mom slow time down? How can you sufficiently record the little things, guarantee that you'll remember years from now?
