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	<title>Comments on: I Can&#8217;t Wait, but Yes I Can</title>
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		<title>By: Pepper</title>
		<link>http://PepperScraps.com/2009/11/i-cant-wait-but-yes-i-can/#comment-3475</link>
		<dc:creator>Pepper</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 04:21:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you for your comment, you are so right and I have been trying to keep a mental note to myself. Enjoy even the smallest things because soon they will be gone. :-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for your comment, you are so right and I have been trying to keep a mental note to myself. Enjoy even the smallest things because soon they will be gone. <img src='http://PepperScraps.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Charlene @ A Virtuous Woman</title>
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		<dc:creator>Charlene @ A Virtuous Woman</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 03:40:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When mine was small, I remember one morning of getting myself dressed and ready for work, getting him dressed and ready for daycare, packing my lunch, packing his bag, carrying the stuff to the car, carrying him down the steps and out to the car, picking him up and putting him in his car seat, etc, etc, thinking that if I could just make it until he could walk down the steps and to the car and get into the car all by himself, I think I could make it.  Then I turned around twice and he is a senior in college. You will look back one day and miss these &quot;hard&quot; days--you are doing well to remind yourself to treasure each stage, because however hard it is, it will never be back again, and the days are more fleeting than you ever realize while your in the middle of living them.  

Blessings to you and your little ones!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When mine was small, I remember one morning of getting myself dressed and ready for work, getting him dressed and ready for daycare, packing my lunch, packing his bag, carrying the stuff to the car, carrying him down the steps and out to the car, picking him up and putting him in his car seat, etc, etc, thinking that if I could just make it until he could walk down the steps and to the car and get into the car all by himself, I think I could make it.  Then I turned around twice and he is a senior in college. You will look back one day and miss these &#8220;hard&#8221; days&#8211;you are doing well to remind yourself to treasure each stage, because however hard it is, it will never be back again, and the days are more fleeting than you ever realize while your in the middle of living them.  </p>
<p>Blessings to you and your little ones!</p>
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