It’s hard to believe my oldest ‘little’ turned 10 a couple of weeks ago.
It’s even harder to believe that I can’t really call her little anymore. No, she’s definitely on the cusp of her teen years, and her birthday has, once again, pulled on my sentimental side.
I’ve found myself looking into the face of my nine month old these last few weeks, and seeing Jenna (my oldest) as a baby. Remembering all of her firsts, contemplating how much she’s changed – how day by day, she’s starting to need us a little less. [Read more…]