After Charlie got up from his nap, and before we had dinner,
I took the kids outside to get some fresh air.
I pushed Charlie in his little car/bike/thingy
and Claire rode on her 'tooter scooter'
(which is a term coined from 'Wow Wow Wubbzy')
I watched her as she rode along and it just struck me how old she's getting.
She's turning 4 soon and all signs of a baby have disappeared.
I know I'm not supposed to get sentimental until her actual birthday
but my little pookey baby is no long a baby.
... sigh ...
she really is becoming a Big Girl.
don't get me wrong - I love it
but I also miss this
(although, the fact that she's potty trained now is a pretty sweet deal)