six

last night, while having a conversation with my oldest daughter, I noticed something.  she looks older.  she no longer looks like the baby who curled her tiny fingers around mine or the toddler who wrapped chubby arms around my neck.  even her “little girl” voice has turned into one filled with knowledge about things like monster high dolls, what is and isn’t fair in life and what she’s going to be for Halloween 3 years from now.  It’s a voice that is now occasionally tinged with sarcasm or a bit of attitude.  her smile has gaps where grown up teeth are beginning to poke through and we did our back to school shopping in the big girl sections this year.    she may only be turning six tomorrow but I know that slowly but surely I will see my little girl try on the new faces of big girl, tween, pre-teen, teen & adult.  it’s bittersweet.  it’s scary.  it’s exciting.  I’m both holding on tight to my baby and looking joyfully ahead at the amazing person I know she will become.  happy birthday to my creative, beautiful, smart, brave, generous, loving, curious, exuberant ‘K’.    I love you more than words can say.

(Gorgeous hairpiece by Dani Girl Collections   www.facebook.com/danigirlcollections )