Baby Girl

This is my baby.  

Wearing my boots.  At three, she's already filling my shoes and walking in my foot steps.  She doesn't know yet that she is my replacement, one of five so far.  When I look at her lately, I can't believe she's almost four.  That means there's been no new baby in our house since 2007.  I remember the days when "baby" was the best word to define my life.  Those were hard times but lovely too.  I miss them.  And, I don't.  I think I'm getting better at changing with the times and maybe even at letting go.  Isn't that the central theme in life?  Letting go of one thing to embrace another?  

Happy Sunday everyone!