Time really flies as a mom. The best way I've heard it described is that the days are slow but the years are fast. And it is sooo true. The days drag on with screaming, fighting and now that they're older, negotiations. But man the years fly. My baby girl turned three last week and started her first day of preschool on the same day. She is the total opposite of her brother. Fearless, brave, and without any anxiety or worry. We brought her to school, she hugged and kissed her big brother (not even us...) and walked in without looking back. My heart sank for a moment. Just a moment though. Because I still remember all the crying and pushing away we had to do on my son's first day. Actually I was pregnant with her (a day away from giving birth) on my son's first day of pre school, so I guess it has come full circle. I cried that day seeing him so upset to watch us leave. And as my last child walked away from us and onto her big girl journey, I was proud and a bit sad. She didn't need us... but at the same time...SHE DIDN'T NEED US! FREEDOM! Well, freedom for 3 hours. (She only goes to school half days) Which is just enough time for me to bake her Very Strawberry Unicorn Birthday Cake!