How Did This Happen?

Alternate title: Please Pass the Tissue.

My baby. My little baby. She once looked like this:

Now, she looks like this:

My baby is two. She talks, she dances, she runs. She's always up to something. Her sense of humor is awesome. That little grin gets me every time. I've got a feeling it's going to get her out of a lot of trouble.

I love everything about her.