I took M to her swimming class tonight. As I was sitting there, watching my big girl it hit me how grown up she is. She was following directions and listening to the teacher. She sat on the edge and waited her turn. I was so proud of how well behaved she was.

It makes me sad that she is no longer a baby, she'll always be my baby, but she is really a big kid. I sat there at the side lines and watched as she grew up before my eyes. I look at her at night, when she's asleep, and she still looks like that little baby I brought home just over 3 years ago, but when she's awake and talking and running around she's so grown up.

Where does the time go?