She's six. She reads, she counts, she makes up songs...all of the sudden, it's "I need to brush my hair" and "I think I would prefer this dress". Suddenly, there is a need for girlfriends and pretty bracelets. Her jewelry box is crammed with necklaces & rings. She looks in the mirror to fluff her hair and she washes her face when she's dirty.
Where did my baby go? My little girl who NEEDED Eeyore so she could go to sleep, who came in to snuggle in the morning? My wee one who wanted to hold my hand when we were out for a walk, who toddled down the hall in the morning saying "It looks like a beautiful day"?
I knew this would happen. I knew, one day, that my sweet little Piper would grow just a little bigger. But...what did Winnie the Pooh do when Christopher Robin grew a little bigger? Did Christopher Robin need his silly old bear any more? (Yes, I seriously think in terms of Pooh.) Seeing how Piper doesn't need Eeyore any more tells me that she is indeed growing and that I'd better start drinking up what's left of her childhood.
I KNOW these are pains that I will have to go through as a mom. I signed up for this. I read the fine print. I just didn't realize how much my heart would hurt.
Anyways (gotta get back on track here)....Miss Sassy Pants ate dirt today when she didn't brake around a corner on her bike. It was the funniest thing I had seen (yes, even funnier than 10 minutes before that when she tripped over Sam & Scarlet's bikes while trying to eat and walk at the same time).
Carry on, Pip, carry on.
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