They Grow Up Slow
I bring a baby home.
Someone says, “Watch out, they grow up fast”!
So I watch.
But she grows up slow.
She is the same cuddly little girl the next day.
And the next, and the next. And the next. And the week after that.
This is a long time!
There are many years, many seconds of baby-time with many smiles and hugs and laughs.
There are many minutes, many days of learning to crawl, walk, dance, sing. La la!
And it is the first day of the next.
They grow up slow.
(Author’s note: there are no references to this idea on Google searches. Humans are capable of 25 “moments” per second. In other words, we can take in 25 stimuli per second. A weekend is approximately 5.7 million moments long. Your child’s presence is a gift to be cherished, as long as you live.)
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J. Williamsmotiheal@yahoo.com
I bring a baby home.
Someone says, “Watch out, they grow up fast”!
So I watch.
But she grows up slow.
She is the same cuddly little girl the next day.
And the next, and the next. And the next. And the week after that.
This is a long time!
There are many years, many seconds of baby-time with many smiles and hugs and laughs.
There are many minutes, many days of learning to crawl, walk, dance, sing. La la!
And it is the first day of the next.
They grow up slow.
(Author’s note: there are no references to this idea on Google searches. Humans are capable of 25 “moments” per second. In other words, we can take in 25 stimuli per second. A weekend is approximately 5.7 million moments long. Your child’s presence is a gift to be cherished, as long as you live.)
112 words
J. Williamsmotiheal@yahoo.com
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