I asked Ben today, "What is wrong with you?" He answered back with a sigh, "I wish I knew." He's five! About five minutes later I had to put his baby sister Grace in the bath because she had painted herself with yogurt, even the outside of her diaper. Ick. And to think, someday I'll look back at these days and miss them, wondering how they went by so quickly. This afternoon, they can't go by quickly enough. Another mom once told me that these are long days, but short years. How true.