I know there will come a day when she thinks she's too big to pose for pictures with a cotton tailed figured plopped in the middle of a mall, so I will have to hold on tight to her last few years of being a child. Speaking as someone who never wanted to grow up, I will miss the nights staying up late just so that I can sprinkle the yard with rainbow colored plastic eggs that hold chocolately delights inside of them. I used to spend weeks planning the perfect hiding place for the baskets that had carefully been chosen around Valentines' Day when the stores first displayed them. Time may be stealing these moments away from me, but the memories are sealed deep within the vault of my heart.