Actually 4 on Friday… 4 daughters that is.
I realized during our recent snow, this well-loved blue coat has officially been worn by all 4 of my girls. Looking at this coat immediately transports me to memories of each girl at 4 and/or 5 years old.
This will be the last year I zip one of my girls into our little blue coat.
Each time I zipped it up for Miss Emily this week, I’d have a flashback of another sister’s snow fun.
Miriam – 2008
I can hear the little nervous giggle after a snowball flew. Was it really okay to pelt a grownup with a snowball? Oh the laps she ran scooping up snow into balls, laughing almost too hard to throw once she realized it really was all in good fun.
Rebekah – 2010
How my cautious one started ever so carefully (and unwillingly) on the tiny hill, and next thing I knew she was zooming down the big hill, nearly hitting the neighbors fence. She could not get back up that hill for her next run fast enough. The million marshmallows she piled in her hot chocolate when I gave her free reign of the hot chocolate filled tea-pot and bowl of mini marshmallows.
Peyton – 2014
Oh my little snow eater. No matter how many times I told her not to, she could not stop eating that muddy snow. Carrying her on my back to find a sledding hill in the neighborhood. Holding her in my lap to zoom down the hill together, racing her big siblings.
Emily – 2016
My keeping up with the big kids girl. The one on my back searching for sledding hills this year… loving her turn to ride down the hill with me, but fearless enough to zoom down on her own. My loud wild child- giggling and squealing the whole way down.
What a reminder that time marches on.
Hang on tight, Savor every age and stage, because it passes in a blink.