My child is a toddler. I get that. I mean, generally after a baby turns one, they're considered a toddler. Also, the fact that she's almost walking classifies her as a toddler. I'm not in denial.
But last week, she was moved up to the toddler class at daycare. That means new teachers, bigger babies, and a new- strict- schedule. I'd sorta been dreading it, because it means my little girl is growing up.
After picking her up from her new classroom, I was buckling her in her carseat. A little teary eyed -there was dust in the air, I wasn't emotional at all- I asked my little girl, "Did my little baby turn into a big girl?!"
She thought for a minute, then looked me in the eye, and said "no!"
Oh thank goodness...
Here are a few recent pictures of my baby, who is not a big girl:
Yep, just a little bitty baby.
|Just on a walk with Nana & Pops.|
|Playing with the big kids on the bounce house.|
|Oh, as if you don't put your toddler in a box to contain her.|