Growing

Sometimes when I think about my not-so-little girls I am stopped in my tracks by the fact that much of their childhood is already behind them. Kaylyn will walk by me and I do a double take because she has grown so tall! Almost as tall as me. Where did my silly, little blondie go? I have to admit that I unintentionally cling to the notion that Cami, the baby, still needs babying. I can't help it! I never thought I'd be that mom, but somehow it happened.
I took some pictures at the dance studio this weekend, where recital season has everyone excited. Crunch time.

I see this image and think, that's my girl. But how did she get here? Where did my little one go?

Something else I like about this picture is that this is a side of Cami that many people who know her don't see. Her determination inspires me. She is stronger than she looks. Yet, she has a tender heart. She is a jokester, who loves to laugh. She is a lay-on-the-couch-with-a bowl-of-ice cream kind of girl.

My trouble is that when I look at her now I still see that sticky-handed girl with a grape juice mustache and footie pajamas. Of course those sweet things are long gone, but I do still have to get after her to brush her teeth and that wild hair. And the sticky hands still come into play now and then. : )