For the past decade, I’ve wondered when it would happen.
I’ve watched my sweet baby girl, my first-born child, grow and develop right in front of my very eyes.
That sweet scrunchy nose that she modeled in every smiley-faced picture for years gradually evolved into a perfectly picturesque young woman.
We haven’t allowed her to have a phone, we pick her up from school everyday and she still covers her eyes when she sees me and her daddy kiss.
Yet it still happened.
As she climbed into the front seat of the car next to me last week (oh, and did I mention I’m still getting used to that milestone? I still can’t believe I have kids old enough that they don’t need car seats!), she looked worried. I thought she might still be fretting over not making the basketball team, a milestone that took a week to get over after countless days of convincing her it was worth trying out for the team in the first place.
But that wasn’t it…
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