Looking through clothes my kids have outgrown, I found this little dress Molly used to wear when she was tiny. I remember how she looked in it, how she felt when I picked her up and cuddled her while she had it on. My sweet baby girl, with curly! hair and big blue eyes and a mouth like her Great Grandma's. She would run barefoot wearing this dress, playing in the backyard....too little to get on the swing by herself.
And now....time has ticked on.
She is still my little girl but in grown-up things. Taller than me. Wearing make-up and writing e-mails, loving her riding boots a little more than girl shoes or bare feet.