I don't know a lot about what will happen and how I will feel once my children are grown, but one thing I determined today, is that I will miss fingerprints. Earlier I decided to clean and polish the stainless steel in the kitchen. Literally 10 seconds after I had finished, Scarlett came in and planted her little hand, smack dab on the Dishwasher I had just cleaned. Usually this irritates me, but not today. I looked and thought...WOW...she's 9 months old. So soon she will be 1, and then 5, and then 10, and then 15...and so on. Today I loved her little handprint.
