No. 3...Cassidy: Baby to a Little Girl

An amazing transformation took place this past year. We watched as our first child turned from a baby into a little girl. Not only did her physical form change, she began to develop her own thoughts and ideas, and began to establishing her own identity. It has been wonderful to watch a little personality in the making. She now picks out her own clothes and dresses herself. She plays games on the computer. She knows her phone number, what street she lives on, and can spell her name. She has learned what stop lights mean, and is beginning to think about abstract ideas. She now has a sense of humor, and tries to make jokes. But with growing up, she also gets her feelings hurt, and knows what sadness is. Her imaginary friend, Puppy Dog, gets talked about less and less. And this year, she made the ultimate, and unconditional graduation from the baby stage to the little girl stage…she gave up the pacifier. Yes, I know, we should have made her give it up a long time ago, but in her defense she used it only at night most of this past year. She felt like she needed it, and it was a really grown up decision that she made herself. Sometimes, with tears in our eyes, Amy and I ask ourselves, “Where did the baby go?” so, Number 3...Cassidy: Baby to A Little Girl.