I was working on this layout of my daughter and I stopped to ask, when? When did she change from a baby into a little girl? When did she become so opinionated? I'm so excited to see what her future holds, but at the same time I'm so scared. I miss holding her in one arm, I miss buying her tiny little outfits. But you know what I love? I love going into her room at bedtime and talking with her about her day. I love the excitement she feels when she does something correctly. I love when she standing proudly before me and exclaims, "I a big grill." As she enters this phase of girlhood, I enter a new phase of motherhood.