She was my first grand-angel.
I tell her she'll always be special to me.
Every couple of Fridays, it's her turn to spend the night.
She'll ask her Mommy, "Is it Friday yet?"
She still jumps up into my lap and asks me
to sing to her or tell her a story.
Friday was her last day of pre-k and next year will be kindergarten. I get teary eyed when I think of how she's growing and I just want to hold her in my arms and
keep her this little forever!
Dear Diary, The Cupcake doesn't share cookies with me like she used to... ever since