*originally posted on Nov. 6, 2007*

So, folks, it’s official.  Emmie has, as of today, found her “big-girl” laugh.  Which sounds like a good thing.  She actually had her head thrown back and was giving these big, hearty guffaws.  But, as cute as it was, I have to admit that I’m sad that I won’t be hearing that little baby laugh any more-well, at least not from Emmie.  If this makes me sad now, I can’t imagine how hard it will hit me when my final baby has a big-kid laugh.  I’ve always said the big milestones-walking, turning one, talking-don’t get to me like they do some people.  It’s the little things like big-girl laughs and big-kid kisses(not the huge, open-mouth, drench you in slobber kisses).  Things that are so small and that change so instantly that its sometimes easy to miss.  Like the day I realized that Tucker could drink out of a big cup with no lid.  When did that happen?  When did he learn to do that? These are the little things-the smell the roses moments-that I’ll miss as they get older.