Where does time go?

As I sit here on a cold, windy day it really makes me think about time. I have just mailed Andrew's 1st birthday invitations. Why is that so hard? Where did my baby go? It seems just like yesterday I was feeling him move around inside my (rather large) tummy. I look at him sleeping right now and think what he is going to be when he grows up. I think about the little league baseball games, the QSL soccer games, the mud pies, the Tonka trucks in the backyard. I think of graduation and college. I think about the first time he tells me he has found the love of his life and it's time to pop the question. Maybe I'm going a little to far ahead of myself. I can remember when Madelyn was this age. And I look at her now.....my big first grader. She already talks about being a mommy someday herself. Where does it go? I never thought this would bother me. When Madelyn was a baby I couldn't wait until she rolled over, I couldn't wait for her to crawl, then to walk, then to talk. I've kind of learned to stop and sit back and enjoy everyday with them. I know that people tell you not to hold a sleeping baby because it spoils them. Let me tell you whoever said that has never had the pleasure of holding one. There is nothing like having a child lay on your chest and smell that "baby smell" in their hair. Someday I will figure this out and write a book but until then.......just take everyday in and hold on to the memories.