Holly's Growing Up

When I came home from the gym last night, David had a list of stuff that Holly did. I guess she had been drinking her milk and the cat got up in her face. So she offered him her milk and said (direct quote), "Do you want some?" Then David rattled off the rest of the list of her doings and ended bittersweetly with, "And she's growing up." At that precise moment she dug one of my sports bras out of the laundry basket and tried it on. She really is growing up. The complete sentences are coming more often and with better clarity. By the way Grandma Linda, Holly really liked the Hello Kitty t-shirt you just sent her. She said the sparkles were "pretty."