all her little sounds
her eyes lighting up when she sees my face
the way her eyes crinkle at the corners when she smiles
the first time she realized she could kick and splash in the bathtub
and after her bath still kicking but no splash came
the frustrated cries from not being able to turn all the way over
the little hand repeatedly batting at the red butterfly on my shirt
her feet (right now) pushing against my desk as she sits on my lap
the loud sound she makes trying to sneeze again when there are no more sneezes
Zeke kissing her, over and over, sometimes way too much
Kiersten running for the camera to capture these moments
Micah rocking her for hours, both of them quiet and so content
Nathan packing her into the carrier for a walk outside when she's fussy
all of us together in our little living room as Tim reads the Bible to us
How to hold on to all the memories??? I forget so quickly. But I want to remember. I don't want to let these moments slip into nothingness. Phoebe changes every day, so quickly. But so do the rest of my children, just more subtly. In only six days my first baby will be fifteen and truly the years have flown by. I feel like I can't keep up. But I want to. I want to be present in every moment.
