I cried today

This morning I decided to tackle the dreaded task of going through The Diva's clothes, removing thoses items that no longer fit. For some reason it hit me hard today. Packing away those clothes is a harsh and obvious reminder that my baby is growing, and that time seems to be going by way too fast. I remember looking at some of those same outfits not being able to imagine them ever fitting my tiny little girl. Now the 3t jeans that fit her in the fall are attempting to become capris. While I love this age The Diva is at now (minus the tantums and battles of wills), I get sad sometimes thinking about those moments I won't ever get back.