Today Grace and I were talking about when she was born. She loves to hear all about this kind of stuff. I told her how cute she was, and that she cried a lot for the first several hours because she was in a big, new world, and that I cuddled her to make her feel safe. She then pipes in and says "and then do you know what happened? I grew up." I smiled and laughed a little at her cuteness, but also felt a little sting, because she is right. In a few short years she will grow up. For now though, she is little, and I will love every minute of it.
