Not long ago, I could aim my camera at Gaby and it would produce images of an adorable, little girl. Emphasis on “little” . . .
Nowadays when I point, aim, and click, I’m shocked to see that my camera doesn’t see a little itty bitty girl anymore! I’m pretty sure it’s broke, because now when I upload photos of Gaby, this is what I get:
Instead of curls, she always wants her hair straightened, instead of board books and plush lovies she wants her iPod and “big girl” chapter books (I don’t ever begrudge her books – I just miss the adorable Boynton board books she carried with her everywhere!), instead of singing “Row Row Row Your Boat”, or “You are My Sunshine” in her adorable toddler-preschooler voice, I now hear verses from popular songs by Selena Gomez, Adele, CoCo Jones, and Imagine Dragons (I know!).
I swear, it was just the other day that I was fretting over the appropriate time to wean her, was she too young for whole grapes, would watching any TV rot her brain and keep her from enjoying books? Now I find myself sitting here, just weeks away from her first day of Second Grade, measuring her for new school uniforms and checking the list of required school supplies, and marveling at how incredibly fast time is passing by and how I treasure every single moment of it . . . even the moments drenched in Taylor Swift’s bubble-gum pop notes that seem to make their way from Gaby’s iPod to my ears.
In the meantime, I’m going to take my cameras in to have them checked out, because there’s no way this little girl of mine is already so grown-up looking! It’s got to be a trick of those itty bitty mirrors inside those digital black boxes of mine!