Turn Around

We said goodbye to one of the last vestiges of babyhood this weekend. Sweetpea is now facing forward in the car. I asked her what she thought about it as I was strapping her in. "It's nice" she answered. Then her eyes got wide and she reached for a hand to hold (Steve's) as we headed down the freeway - her first glimpse of where we were going versus where we'd been plus the view of cars headed in her direction. Intimidating for sure, especially at that speed!

 Another mile-marker for all of us. I think the only one remaining before I really have no excuse for calling her a baby is when we finally move her out of the crib. I haven't even started thinking about it.