i remember her brand new tiny little self
weighing in at less than seven pounds.
now she’s big and strong and turning seven years old.
i know that growth happens gradually,
still some of her personality
bursting forth in big ways seems to have happened
in large leaps, very recently.
my happy baby girl…
and still, my happy baby girl.
it’s an amazing journey and so much left ahead.
wow.
Don’t blink! Or she’ll be twice that!
never. blinking. again. not ever.