A muffin and a big girl

Avery and I had an appointment yesterday morning, and afterwards I took her to a nearby cafe for a little snack. As she sat across me, happily munching on her lemon poppyseed muffin, it occurred to me that this might have been the first time the two of us had gone to a restaurant (not counting our neighborhood faves Starbucks and Noah’s Bagels) and sat together. She was well-behaved and posed no threat of tantruming/running away (something I’m not sure I could have said even a few months ago), and – as if she somehow knew this – she looked up at me and said out of the blue, “Mama, I’m a big girl!” She then proceeded to cross her legs like mine and flash me a big smile.

Yet another example of how wonderful the no-longer-a-baby phase can be!

-M

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