Let the wrong begin

Celia is wandering around in a bathing suit top and a pair of tight jeans. She is getting so big. She has just the slightest dip where her hips are beginning to spread. Soon she is going to be all grown up. I can see the changes as she slowly becomes a lovely young woman and not the wonderful young girl who climbs in my lap and begs to play with my hair.

At present she and Gwen are playing with Timone. It is all sorts of adorable. It is made somehow sweeter by the fact that in a few years I doubt she will want to wander around the living room with her younger sister and a sickly ferret. Guess we should enjoy it while we can before hormones take her brain away for a few years.