She wore her leather baby shoes so much that she walked toe holes into them. Now that I look at these I see that she’s moving past being a baby. She’s growing up. She’s exploring the world and her personality is beginning to shine. I’m nervous about her large amount of determination. The phrase “though she be but little she is fierce” fits her perfectly. I’m sad that she’s growing and that she’s not my little baby. But she gets more fun everyday. It’s such a bittersweet thing seeing kids grow up.