I just realized that when this summer ends my daughter will be a 4th grader. Wasn't it just yesterday that we were cheering her on to take her first steps? Or rushing her to the hospital because she'd shoved a qtip in her ear and I couldn't get the bleeding to stop? How about the time she lovingly emptied an entire container of baby powder in her room, being very carful to dust every surface within her 2 foot reach. It looked like it had snowed in there... she was so very proud. With little arms open wide and pure joy on her little face... "Look Momma. Pretty."
4th Grade snuck up on me. When did that happen?
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This makes me sad! She's growing up way too fast!
you changed your template! I love it!
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