people keep saying "she's not a baby anymore" and now i see it. that little girl that used to depend on me for everything is now pretty good at figuring things out on her own. i am anticipating the day that i find her sitting in the middle of the kitchen floor trying to pour herself a cup of milk, but actually pouring it all over the floor. (i think i saw that in a bounty commercial once.)
i know i kept waiting for the next thing, the first teeth, the first words, the first steps.... but now i wish i had a pause button. couldn't she stay this way for just a little while longer?
she still let's me rock her every once and while. she still laughs when i try to kiss her all over her face. she still wants me to be right there with her (sometimes). i like that...
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