Yesterday she turned 8.
I remember all of those early days, of trying to store up the memories of her littleness.
How great it was during that first year to hold and stare at this little mush
(With the craziest baby hair/mohawk/permanent ponytail.)
during one of her naptimes every day. (Sometimes I joined in.)
And while I LOVE looking back--I really can't wait to see what eight holds.
Love you, M! Happy Birthday!
Part of the 31 Day Challenge.
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