(...and less then tomorrow.)
Every day you amaze me more. You complete us, and I don't know how I made it through life before, missing you. I stare at you and try to memorize your sweet baby self, knowing (as much as a person can know about the future) that you are our last. I try to capture your sweet self, but even a picture doesn't compare to you in real life. I can't capture how absolutely precious you are no matter how hard I try. I know to well how fast this time flies and how memories fade and it brings me to tears. I smell your baby sent and feel your oh so soft skin and I tell myself, keep this dear, appreciate this moment in time because it will be gone in the blink of an eye. Life flies by like always, faster and faster each year. I feel as if I am frantically trying to slow things down but it's like a wagon speeding down a hill out of control the scenery zooming past in a blur. I am left grasping at the air trying to slow the pace. So I go to you and hold you and gazing into you deep blue eyes and let the moment wash over me, willing time to slow down by sheer determination. You and I memorizing each other.