I am nursing Sadie in the same bed we played in as I reread this. Oh, it hits home even more so every year. I know next year when I read it again that life will be so much more different with an almost 6 year old and almost 2 year old. One day the beds will be made, the toys will be gone, and the amount of crumbs will be diminished; I will miss my little babies then. I have no reason to be in a hurry and I need to remember that on a daily basis.