As the years tick on, time doesn’t slow down. It’s crazy to me that my baby, my forever baby, is now two years old. I still call her a baby, but people just laugh and say she’s not a baby any more. Yet, she will always be. She is the one I will cuddle the longest, she’s the one I’ll probably let get away with way too much, she’s the one that will probably get to do things sooner than her big sisters. It’s just crazy.
My baby is two, I think I need a puppy….
