Can't believe this picture is almost 2 years ago. She keeps telling me, "Mommy, I a big girl. I not a baby." But she is my baby.
Yesterday morning she said, "Carlos has a fly in his nose." I said, "What?" She giggled and I realized she was talking in her sleep. When she woke up I asked if she was dreaming about Carlos having a fly in his nose, and she didn't know what I was talking about.