Days of our Lives

We honored the high school graduates today at Broadmoor Baptist.  They put together a little picture slide show with each graduates baby picture and their senior photo as well as their name, where they were going to college and what major they had chosen.  As the photos scrolled through, I kept being drawn to the baby pictures.  Some of them looked to be Eden or Arielle's ages and it really hit home that they really will be graduating high school someday and leaving our home to go to college.
Our kids have really taken over our home and lives, from leaving toys everywhere, to becoming the soundtrack of my day (both sweet singing and horrible screaming), to eating up all my time except for the couple hours of nap time I get, to literally changing the way almost every daily task is done.  But it won't always be this way.  I teared up (not that unusual at church) when the pastor talked about our kids leaving the umbrella of our home.
It's hard to glimpse the future sometimes and I just sort-of assume that looking back and thinking "I wish I could have those days back" was just par for the course.  I'm asking God to help me, though, defy the odds and be able to live fully in the moment so I don't feel like I missed out by wishing time to fly faster than it already does.
As I write, I'm sitting on the countertop in the hall bath watching the girls play with bubbles in the tub.  Eden's "washing" Arielle and Arielle is just mesmerized by the piles of bubbles she can scoop up in her tiny hands.
These are the days.