When did this happen?

On most days, she is still "my baby." She turned three in November, but I still really don't have a problem with her having a soo-soo, with carrying her a lot of the time, and with lots of snuggles with her special blankie. Then I see pictures like these, and I realize that she is growing up (quicker than I'd like?). I don't know if she's lucky or unlucky to be "the baby" in the family... and she'll probably spend a lot of her future wishing that we could just remember that she isn't "a baby" anymore. For now, though, I think I'll just keep on kissing those chubby little cheeks, wiggling her cute little toes, and giving her as many snuggles as she'll take.

Thank you, Kerri, for these beautiful photos!