Making Memories...

I've been watching the girls differently lately. I've been watching them in slow motion and in memories. What does that mean, exactly? I've been watching them in a way that I don't want to forget. Like this evening - We walked to dinner and then to get ice-cream. On the way home Emma was chasing a flower that sheds off of a cottonwood tree. They are pretty light and kind of float like butterflies. She was looking up, chasing it with her hands in the air. Her eyes were lit up and she looked like a little girl should in the summer. I don't want to forget, but I fear I will. This is why I think I have to start blogging again...so I don't forget.