I mean where did this tiny little baby go?
I so much wish I could bottle up each of these different stages and keep each of these versions of her in a safe place. Somewhere that I could come back to as she grows. When she’s a moody a teenager and I need to remember that she was once my sweet, cuddly, little toddler.
I just want to be able to open up my little Madeline time capsule and get my cuddles while teenage Madeline slams a door and blares her angsty music. Someone needs to invent this completely impossible vision of mine. I mean, who wouldn’t want to come back to this face time and time again?