I’m not sure when my goddaughters turned into little ladies but it happened. They are all grown up and no longer babies. And I’m devastated. Lately I’m overwhelmed with their independence, their wittiness and their ability to hang out with us like friends of sorts. What happened to the sweet little girls that needed help showering and putting on their pj’s?
This year for Christmas, they each “bought” gifts at their local school Christmas shopping event for me. I was gifted with a scarf (“because you are always cold, Auntie Brooke”), a Christmas decoratation with attached frame (“because you like to take photos, Auntie Brooke – so you need a place to put them”) and a pedicure set (no explanation given or needed, ha!). It was so fun this year, watching them open and give presents; and so I guess if they have to grow up, I can learn to handle it. God help them when they start dating. LOTS of uncles (and dad) going to be regulating THAT!
I love you girls; a million, gagillion times more than you’ll ever know.