As I watch my girls play this afternoon, attempting to sell flowers from this makeshift stand of cardboard boxes, I want so hard to freeze time.  I’d say these years, at 5 and 7, are the best years.  But I’ve said that for every age so far.  (Except maybe the threes–everyone says twos are the worst, but I disagree.)  I love listening to their conversations. I love hearing ‘Watch me,.. Read More