It's dawned on me lately more than ever that my two kids are going to grow up.  It won't always be this tough.  My biggest issues right now are the not sharing, the hitting and shoving, and the constant constant constant BE QUIET while the baby is trying to nap.
But it won't always be that way, right?  Someday I'll really be wishing the only stresses I face with them are these little things, right?
It helps keep things in perspective.
Same with the sleep stuff.  Someday they'll be teenagers and sleeping in all the time and I'll have to pry them from their comfy beds instead of wishing they'd sleep in past 7.

They will grow.  They've already grown so much.

Nora is 4 and Finn is 16 months.