It seems like Princess is growing by leaps and bounds.
A phrase that I didn’t quite *get* until I went from buying size 6 to size 8 in the span of two weeks.
It seems as if every time that I turn around — a pair of shorts is too short, a shirt is too tight or a tooth is loose.
Last night she walked up to me with a strange expression on her face.
“Mom, my tooth feels funny”
I touch the tooth. I wedge it slightly to the right.
All of a sudden — I have a tooth in my hand.
Another bit of childhood slipping away.
A proud little girl and an iPhone snapped photo to show her Daddy.
Nathan’s texted reply — “All she needs now is one of Grandpa’s banjos and her Hillbilly look will be complete”