"Mommy, don't walk me to my line. Leave me at the gate"
K is growing up. I can't stop it nor do I want to. It's sad sometimes when like today you watch a 7 year old walk to her line on her own without me and at the same time I am proud as well. You can tell from how she's walking how proud of herself she is as well.
I'm so blessed to have K and I cannot wait to watch her grow more and more.
1 comment:
The very definition of bittersweet.
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