I feel old-ish.  Next week my beautiful, funny, smart daughter turns 10.  Where has the time gone?  In a year all three of my children will be in the double digits.  It is true what 'they' say- it goes so fast. Sure, when you are in the thick of it you think- Is this ever going to end?  Then one day it does.  Suddenly all those little baby socks are replaced with earrings and pretty baubles.  Somehow, though, some vestiges of childhood remain (she still sleeps with her ratty old Winnie the Pooh.) 

Don't grow up too fast, little girl.  I'm not ready yet.  

Isn't she lovely
Isn't she wonderful
Isn't she precious
Less than one minute old
I never thought through love we'd be
Making one as lovely as she
But isn't she lovely made from love

Isn't she pretty
Truly the angel's best
Boy, I'm so happy
We have been heaven blessed
I can't believe what God has done
through us he's given life to one
But isn't she lovely made from love
-Stevie Wonder