Sometimes I can’t help but think that old cliché of “my little girl is growing up so quickly.”
Yesterday, we took her to a park and for the first time, she was walking around in a pair of shoes. (Last week, she officially entered the Toddler stage). As Tamar and I helped her get used to walking outside and in shoes, I felt a lump in my throat. My little girl is walking around the playground, doing the things that “bigger kids.” I felt very paternal as I sat her on my lap and we went down the slide together and sat on the swings together.
Knowing all too well that these moments will soon be gone and a distant memory, I did my best to take a digital, mental snapshot of the moment in an effort (hopefully not in vain) to hold on to this feeling and cherish the moment