We all just adore the pants off this little girl. Every time she does something new, like eat food from a spoon, or sit up for a second by herself, everyone cheers for her. And then Ty and I look at each other like, where is the time going? It's bittersweet, I guess. The last time for this and that keeps passing us by. I'm afraid that I'll blink, and it'll be my last kid going to college instead of just learning to stand up in a crib. You want to be upright? Whaaaa?!? Next thing you'll want to live on your own, and that is not happening, sister! Poor thing. I won't ever let her grow up.