That’s me. When I started this blog I said I wanted to slow down, record and reflect on the little steps when they happen before they blur together and get lost over time. Well, time is blurring. Since my last post Amelia has joined the swim team, lost another tooth (bringing the total to 3 with one more about to drop), went on another sleepover, read books to my parents, met an old friend from Spain, and learned to put cologne behind her knees. I blame my friend from Spain for that last one.
But I blame myself
for not writing about any of it. Or the many more milestones I’ve already
forgotten. Somehow, there are only about 30 days left of kindergarten, and the
scared little girl who got on the school bus that sunny day in August just told
me all about oviparous animals and why a butterfly’s chrysalis hangs from a
branch and I am floored. Increasingly, I’m her ride to a birthday party or a
playdate, but no longer her companion. I still get a kiss at drop off and pick
up, but even Amelia knows this time is fleeting – she told me last week that
when she is a teenager she’s pretty sure I will embarrass her.
I’m pretty sure I
will too. But I will be there, and I will still kiss her at drop off and pick
up, and I promise to write about it. And someday I hope she’ll thank me.
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