A Quarter of a Year

So here she is, a quarter of a year old. Already my little newborn is not a newborn anymore. She holds her head up quite well and loves tummy time a lot more than her brother ever did. She actually rolls from her tummy to her back every now and then. It's crazy to me how fast these little ones grow. No wonder time begins to fly when you start having kids. I already miss my little newborn. I don't even want to think of how I'll feel when my kids begin to leave the nest. I know one day they will have to. But today, they are mine. All mine.