When I think of my Liv, I think without fail “my baby”, or “the baby”. She is, right? She still snuggles up with me on the couch in the morning, still has a bedtime routine and is still such a lovey dovey. She can’t be anything more than a baby right?
It takes me seeing pictures of her to knock me in to reality—Liv is a full blown kid. Not a baby or even a toddler, a kid. In 2 months, she will be 4 and has asked to get her ears pierced. A kid.
This. Right here. This is a kid.
I still refuse to believe it.
I can't believe she's almost 4! Where has this time gone? She is a beautiful girl too!
I feel the same way about J! It's so crazy that I'll never be shopping for diapers or pacifiers or sippy cups, was just in that aisle for fun yesterday 🙂
I'm rarely in denial about the bigness of someone else's kid, but I am pretty certain this is not possible. She was just born!!
She's so gorgeous! She looks just like you, for serious.
Her "Never Crabby" shirt made me smile. Love it.