I should be unpacking ...

instead of playing with blocks.

but then I might have missed this laugh,

this proud speller (who hopefully has a decent enough vocabulary as well),

and Sophia's new castle.

Then I think, the unpacking will always be there but these times will not.

We are loving our new house. I think we will be here for a long time. Watch our kids grow up here. I know that we will look back on this time and marvel at how little they all were. (It's entirely possible that I am having a little trouble with Lakshman getting bigger and no longer being a newborn. Ok, more than a little.)

I know this is cliche, but I love them being little. Time feels like it is rushing past me. It makes me happy and sad all at the same time. It is so good but I know it will be gone soon.

And yes, there are good times ahead, but can I help wanting time to stop just for a little bit?

Yes, we have so many plans right now. We had the house painted and kitchen updated a little. (The walls were green before, ok? Yuck!) And now I want to build shelves in the playroom. Maybe a dress up rack. Or even a teepee and reading nook? Hopefully I will get at least one those projects done but for now I feel like I need to hit the pause button. It will come together but I have to take my time and enjoy the journey a little bit too.