It’s not lost on me that Little Friend is a little less than Little these days.
Let’s be honest. Body snatchers visited on the night of April 25th, whisked away my baby, and replaced her with a tween giant.
Her legs stretch all the way from here to there.
Her head’s the size of a bucket.
Someone stitched Shaquille O’Neal’s hands onto her arms.
Her body has elongated into a boa constrictor’s torso.
And she’s assumed the matriarch role in our house, ordering around Big Friend: “Daddy, YOU DID NOT PICK UP YOUR SHOES!” or “Daddy, YOU DID NOT THROW AWAY YOUR NEWSPAPER!” or (my personal favorite) “Daddy, YOU DID NOT PUT THE GRILL COVER BACK ON!” (Emphasis all her own.)
She’s growing up, my first baby.
I think Little One’s arrival on April 25th may be to blame. My second baby gives me an instant comparison of little vs. big. And now, Little One has decided to quickly follow in Little Friend’s big(foot) steps and sprout into a bulbous baby overnight.
I’ve got to move quickly to keep up with these little(?) girls.
So in my efforts to match the child-cheetahs I’m raising, I’ve got some big plans for Belle Squeaks. I’ve mosied through the past three years documenting Little Friend’s journey using her name (Isabelle) as inspiration for my blog. With Little One’s arrival, we have to scoot over to make more room for her on the family blog.
Starting next week, I’ll be working with a talented blog designer to give Belle Squeaks a new look and a new name.
That’s right–time for Belle Squeaks to grow up a bit, too.
I’m going to leave you with that teaser for now. Big happenings on the horizon. Will you wait with bated breath until the big reveal?
During the interim, here’s what Little Friend will be up to: