SO I sat an arms length away and could barely breath let alone enjoy my burrito.
LOOK HOW BIG THEY'VE become. My baby is no longer in a high chair, can feed herself, and wants to be removed from me. WHAT?????
But I was so proud (I was beaming) and protective (hoping they could accomplish their sense of Independence and accomplishment) those emotions overrode any fears.
YES... I get sad but I also am hopeful & thankful. At who they've become already. And my desires for the future rile up my excitement towards their advancing ages!!!
LOOK AT THEM!! MY 3 GIRLS! I AM SO PROUD! ~Except for the very large, uneaten, quesadilla that Camm dropped on the floor, unable to reach. Which is now useless to us.~
MORAL HERE: FREEDOM COMES W/ A COST. ALWAYS DOES!
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What a fun day, glad it all went well for you.
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