A little misleading isn’t it? I could post pictures all day that hold their sweetness. Those moments are real. But so are the messy moments of tantrums, fighting, anger, frustration, that usually don’t get caught on camera. But really,the last thing I desire is to hold onto those messy moments any longer than I have to. Especially my own.
I think naturally when we look back, we tend to remember the good most. The bad just gets transformed into better.