Big Shoes, Little Shoes

It amazes me how big our little Clara has become. She is increasingly independent by the day. She has opinions about which toys to play with, which shoes to wear, which snacks to eat. (One might be tempted to wonder where this comes from, but let's be honest: have you met her grandparents?) She is changing so rapidly.

Tomorrow I will get to meet her little sister. (Name undecided. Suggestions in the comments.) I want to try to remember all the little moments that I'm starting to forget for Clara. Will she scream for the first hour of her life like Clara did? Will she have a mullet like Clara did? Will she make cute little noises like Clara did?

Don't keep me waiting, little one. I so want to meet you.