Time flies.
She was once craddled in my arms, her chubby little hand clutching my shirt as she slept peacefully, eyes fluttering with her baby dreams.
Now she flits and dances in the breeze, her long auburn hair shining as the sun teases each strand.
She's growing up. Fast. Too fast.
Photo © Lechelle Burgoyne 2010
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