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Where Did The Time Go?

I'm sure this is something all parents go through, but the past couple of weeks I have been really noticing how my little Diva isn't so little anymore. Where did the time go? As dumb as this sounds it really hit me Sunday when I was at the mall. The kids are outgrowing their clothes left and right and had some gift cards to Gap. I was looking at the girls clothes in Baby Gap and it was all too small for her. She's a 5 now. That took me back for a minute. Another night not long ago Aunt B, Diva and I were at Target when Aunt B asked me if Diva could wear the big girl clothes yet. It took me a second, but I realized, that yes, she can. Ouch. She's not a baby. I have Apple TV on my living room TV. While it plays music pictures we post on Flickr scroll on the TV. I have pictures from a few months ago mixed in with the most recent pictures. As I watch these pictures scroll by I notice that a few months ago Diva was still pudgy and had a baby face. Lately in her pictures she is thinner and looks more like a little girl. When did this happen? I'm pretty sure she was just born! I'm sure Mr. Hubs and I are like most parents. When our babies are first born we can't wait until they are sleeping through the night. We are excited about every milestone that they cross and get excited thinking about when they are big and all the fun stuff we can do. We did that with Diva and we are doing it with Shrek and Donkey. It's a double edged sword for me. While it's really nice that she is more self sufficient and can dress herself, feed herself and go to the potty. It's also a little sad that she isn't that pudgy little baby anymore that relied on me for everything. Christmas was fun this year and I was so excited that I hardly slept the night before. Diva knew what Christmas was this year and was so excited for Santa to come and to see what he was bringing her. It was so fun to watch her and see the excitement she had. Mr. Hubs and I talked about when Shrek and Donkey are older and how much fun the Holiday's are going to be around our house. Frantic but fun. While I know the future is exciting, it's a little sad to say goodbye to the past.

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