Kind of hard to believe that ten years ago tonight I was in the hospital waiting for the morning to be induced. At 2:21 pm, my baby will be ten years old!
Monkeygirl has been putting herself to bed for a couple of months now. Tonight she asked me to put her to bed. I asked her what was up and she told me that it was her last night in single digits. Tomorrow she would be in double digits. I spent time sitting on her bed brush her hair back and telling her how much I loved her. Then I had to wrap her birthday fairy gift.
Now it's to bed and tomorrow I will try not to be too sad that my baby is growing up way to fast. I am so glad she let me baby her this one night. How did she know it was what I needed?