My daughter, Daisy, on the day she went home from the hospital. January 1st, 2012. Best. New Year's. Ever.
And now. Two years old (plus a few months).
I saw a 5-week old baby today. He made cute little noises while he ate. He fell asleep almost instantaneously when he was done. He made me miss Daisy when she was an itty bitty. Then I see her developing every single day. I see the way her vocabulary explodes minute by minute. I miss the coos and putting her in one place and her not moving. But, if she went back there, I would miss the way she is now. She's her own person, with her own idiosyncrasies, her own personality. Quite amazing for just two (plus a few months) short years on this earth.