I’m not sure if it can be completely contributed to the new bed in F’s room, but she is seeming so big this week. Her birthday party invitations went into the mail, and now she’s counting the days down until she’s four (11), and until she celebrates four (15). She’s good with numbers, this girl.
So this Friday finds me a little wistful at how fast the time flies, and reading through my letters to her each year certainly adds to that wistfulness.