My daughter just lost her first tooth on 12/3. At the risk of sounding completely cliché, when did she grow up? How did it happen so fast? It really seems like yesterday that she was a newborn.
It makes me sad to think about how fast the time passes. I always question if I’ve paid enough attention to every moment, every detail. I wonder if I’ve documented things enough because I know how the memory fails.
Conversely, growing up doesn’t make her sad at all. Like all children, she embraces everything ahead of her, everything that relates to being “bigger”.
God, I love that child. I wish I could freeze her at this age and have a little girl forever.