My beautiful little girl is suddenly not so little any
more. I’m still trying to figure out how
this even happened. It seemed like just
the other day she was riding her scooter naked around the back yard with her
baby fat dimples displayed for all. I can’t
dwell on it too much, it will destroy me to think of another 8 years passing in
the blink of an eye.
Karen and Jim gave Maggie her very own bubble bath set for
Christmas. This is a gift that never crossed my radar because in my mind Maggie
is still wearing Hanna Andersson play dresses (with the contrasting leggings of
course) and playing with Littlest Pet Shop.
Her very own bubble bath (and not the baby type) was so very appealing. And in fact, Boulder conservationist be
dammed, she filled the tub up TWICE to ensure a good 30 minutes of
bubbles. Lest you think she’s all girly
she did read her Lego Club magazine in the bathtub complete with a green ninja
Lego figure on the front. I couldn’t
help but stand just out of her sight line and marvel at this child of mine, the
ultimate study in contrasts.
When she was finished she insisted on applying the matching
scented body lotion. I long gave up on
the moisturizer after chasing this child around for YEARS with body lotion in
hand. All it took was Cherry Blossom
body lotion? Don’t get me wrong she
still doesn’t brush her hair or her teeth but that little girl-ism is being
replaced by something else and frankly I’m not sure I am ready.
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