After watching G at play for a while, my friend and I had a similar revelation: She looked SO grown up. We could see the baby years fading fast and the kiddo years rushing toward us. Her hair is less babyish, her walk is less toddly.
A mouthful of water from her very grownup Starbucks cup
Recently, as her 2nd birthday approaches, I'm amazed by how much she's changed. Looking back at photos from this time last year, I can hardly remember what it was like to have a babe who doesn't walk, or talk, or do all of the incredible things that she does now.
It's fascinating. Daily.
I look ahead and wonder who she'll be at five years old... or ten years... and I'm excited to meet that person too... but for now, little one, please stay small.
Just a little while longer.