She walked in the door this weekend and it suddenly hit me like a mack truck. Something about the way she looked at me, or her outfit, or whatever it was that she was telling me about. My teeny tiny 4 lb 9 oz baby with the perfectly round face is not a baby anymore. She is a little girl. A little girl filled with sass and a heart as big as the moon. She is almost 5, which seems so old, even though I know we have a long way to go.
Im so proud of her. Im so in love with her. Im so lucky to be a part of her every step...so far.