"Enjoy This Time"

I keep seeing and hearing this lately.  And "they grow so fast" and I'm thinking yes they do and it's a good thing.  It's for their own safety!  Do you think people really mean that or are they just trying to make me feel better?  Actually, I wouldn't mind if they stopped growing when they were about two or three or maybe seven.  Seven seems to be a phenomenally great age.
I love my baby girl to pieces, but won't I enjoy the time more when she isn't whining and screaming and demanding things all day?  I feel like the boys are SO easy at this point and I really love spending time with them.  The Hubbins and I were talking today and we just can't wait for Little Miss Feisty Pants to join the rest of The Fam on our adventures.
Now, I know some of you have mellow mellow babes.  I've seen them.  I've baby sat them.  They eat, they sleep, they look around, make cute faces, cute noises.  I've seen babies play and then pass out when they are tired right where they are at!!!  NEVER in all my day have I had such a baby of my own.  Maybe if I did, I would relish in all that is babyhood more, but I have sensitive, screaming, demanding little babes (although after having Miss A, her brothers seem like a cakewalk and while they were high maintenance babies, they were awesome toddlers and Miss A moving into toddlerhood is scaring me a little).
So, while I do enjoy her cute little words, and snuggles and imagining the world through her eyes... I must say, I am REALLY going to enjoy my time in a couple years when I can make a meal without someone pulling my pants down trying to climb up me demanding "muk, muk, muk, muk, muk, MUUUUKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!" (milk) yes, from me... still.  And I'm going to love reading to all of my darlings at the same time without someone sitting on top of the book and hitting and kicking her brothers out of the way.  And I will absolutely love walking into World Market with my precious girl and walking out with some beautiful new place mats and a lovely new candle not a 16 ounce bottle of capers.
Yes, she's still obsessed.
 I had a new sitter tonight who had never heard of capers.  I had to make sure she knew exactly where to find them and if anything were to happen, throw a tablespoon of capers immediately into a plastic bowl and all would be good in the world.
Good night all.  I'm off to enjoy total silence for the next (we shall see how many hours).