Getting Brave

Yesterday was a *nearly* perfect day, weather-wise. 80 degrees, nice breeze, not a cloud in the sky... just plain gorgeous. I took Bella to the park for a while, to wear her out before nap time.

Now, around the beginning of the summer, she was very unsure about the slides. I would try to stand next to the slide and hold onto her as she went down, but it was still just a bit too intimidating for her unless she was sitting on my (or T's) lap. Then, later in the summer, she decided it was fun to go down the side-by-side slides together- her on one, and me on the other- holding hands. She'd have a death grip on my hand, but nonetheless she would be very excited and proud when we got to the bottom.

Well, yesterday, she came to the conclusion that she no longer needed to hold my hand as she went down the slide. She also decided that I did not need to follow her up the steps, and she much preferred for me to wait at the bottom of the slide for her.

She's growing so incredibly fast. **wipes away tear**