I very much like to forbid my baby to keep growing…it’s just way too fast. She’s so adorable being little. She’s suppose to be on the “terrible-three stage”, but I can’t seem to find it terrible. She’s smart, and sweet…and simply God sent!
But she is growing! Fast! If before she’s the one I’ve been pushing around the neighborhood in her stroller…now, she’s the one pushing another stroller. It won’t be long, and I’m the one she’ll be pushing in MY stroller (I don’t like wheelchairs, huhu!)
How I wish life isn’t going this fast a pace. The 24hour passes by as if a mere 12hour!
But she is growing! Fast! If before she’s the one I’ve been pushing around the neighborhood in her stroller…now, she’s the one pushing another stroller. It won’t be long, and I’m the one she’ll be pushing in MY stroller (I don’t like wheelchairs, huhu!)
How I wish life isn’t going this fast a pace. The 24hour passes by as if a mere 12hour!
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