Some mornings, I wake up and think to myself, "You, my love, grew over night."
An inch taller.
A pound bigger.
You're just...older.
I felt that way a few weeks back, on the day I took a picture of Emma and me outside of our house. I took a lot more pictures that day, and wanted to share them with you today because I've been thinking a lot about how our little girl is becoming such a big girl.
Sliding pictures. Cuz we're sliders. We slide.
Big-girls-sit-in-lawn-chairs pictures.
Neighborhood greeter pictures.