Part of me is posting this to document such a monumental moment. Part of me is posting, if I'm honest with myself and you, because I know there will be comments and I could use a few "mommy-good-ones". So, that's a hint hint to you.
Today I packed up my little girl and all her things to head over to grandmas. Without me. Typically, I drive her over there, drop her off and runs some errands or head to photo shoots, but today, Grandma came and got her while I sit here and [supposed to be] prep for the two weddings we get the pleasure of photographing this weekend.
Today my little baby took one more step into little girlhood.
I'm excited that she loves her grandma so much that she didn't cry when I said bye, but so much of me is sad that she didn't cry for me. I miss her and she just left.