How is this possible? 7 years! We are celebrating a birthday over here tomorrow. My freckle-faced kid keeps growing up...and I am trying very hard to like it. I look at both of these pictures and I am just amazed. I'm in awe of God for entrusting such a person to me. She will always be my first little one. I can remember holding her in those first few hours and being scared to death. What if I screw this all up?! I embrace her now and have the same thought. Only now she's this opinionated, articulate, creative, spirited-kid. And I feel even less "in-control." With all that in mind, God knows I need her.
Sorry for all the sappiness. I think it's impossible to avoid considering the circumstances.