“Annie do!” It’s a new phrase in our house. Many times it comes immediately after, “No, Mommy!” As in, “I can do it myself, Mom. I don’t need your help.” Our girl is exerting her independence more and more every day. Several times this week, she attempted to put her socks on by herself. Last week she tried to get in the bathtub without assistance. She wants to take off her own coat and brush her own hair. She wants me to know she isn’t a baby anymore. And boy, do I get it.
Every day I feel like more of her babyhood is shed and she becomes more of a child. And it is both heartbreaking and a source of complete and utter pride and joy. I have the feeling that this mix of emotions is something I’m going to feel – oh, pretty much forever. The melancholy feeling of watching my little girl grow up too fast mixed with the relief of not having to do everything for her and the excitement of seeing what she is going to become. It’s the perfect little parenting cocktail right there.
|Discovering her shadow...and finding it pretty unsettling that it kept following her.|
|Enjoying a roller coaster at her friend Hank's birthday party.|
|Having fun with her buddy Audrey.|
|Cozy-ing up to Gaga.|