She’s 5, and I’m not sad!

Oh my goodness. My sweet baby girl. She's 5! Something about being a whole hand makes her seem definitively, unquestionably a kid and NOT a baby. NOT a toddler. NOT little in any way. And I'm not sad. I need to correct this, because I think I've communicated this pseudo-sadness to some people. Because I'm … Continue reading She’s 5, and I’m not sad!