Thursday, December 23, 2010

Sweet baby girl

I've always called Maia, "Sweet baby girl." Among other things.

Yesterday, I remarked how tall she was getting.

"No matter how big you get, you're always going to be my sweet baby girl."

"You've said that about a million times," she said.

She's getting to that 'tween age where I'm not supposed to treat her like a little kid anymore. Once, she wouldn't hold my hand in public. Later she told Kristina, "I like holding Daddy's hand, but I didn't want anybody to see."

I thought this might be like that.

"I should stop calling you, my sweet baby girl, hunh?" I asked.

"No," she said. "I might forget."

John, Thursday, December 23, 2010.

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