Where does the time go?

It seems like it was just yesterday that we carried her home from the hospital. My baby girl turns eight on Friday. I don't know how it happened so quickly. We have stuff planned all week long to celebrate the occasion. Tuesday night, she and her daddy have a "date." I love that my husband takes time with her, just the two of them, to show her how special she is. Every little girl needs that from their daddy. Thursday we are taking her and a couple of friends to the movies. Friday she is going to a lock-in with the swim team. On Saturday, my sister-in-law is driving up from Miami and we are all going to spend the day on the beach. It has been fun watching her grow from that crying bundle of red baby, to a young girl who loves Hannah Montana and thinks that Jesse MacCartney and Zac Efron are cute. I'm enjoying the adventure.