Growing up, my mom cried over everything. When she was happy, when she was sad, when she watched love movies. I never understood it, and we always laughed at it. Now that I am a mom I totally get it. I am an emotional wreck 90% of the time now. I want to freeze time so my little baby will stay little forever.
Bree is growing up so fast and I can't handle it. On Sunday I had a moment in the middle of Bree's teething craziness that I started crying. She started sitting up like a big girl last week. And now she has two little teeth poking through.
I am loving watching this my little B grow up!