Last night I was amazed, and a little bit wistful at how hugemongomous my (once) tiny baby had become.

This morning, when I looked at her delicate features perfect form, rising and falling with each sleepy breath, I realized that she was the tiniest little doopah-girl imaginable.

She's growing up.

1 comment:

HolyMama! said...

gah. me too. my 6mth old is almsot as big as my 2 yr old. now how did that happen?!