Tonight, I had a bittersweet realization: my baby girl, my firstborn, is growing up. (I am leaning more towards bitter than sweet.) You know how, when you're little, you love being tickled? You want to be tickled over and over again! And then, when you get older, not so much. It becomes more of a form of torture. Well, tonight I was tickling Jade and she said, "No, don't tickle me," in a way that didn't mean "I really want you to keep tickling me, but its more fun if I act like I don't." She meant, "Really, please stop. You are the only one enjoying this torture." And, I gotta admit, this realization made me sad.
However, I imagine this is only the beginning of bittersweet growing-up moments!
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