On Sunday evening, we cut the first watermelon of the summer. Harper was literally jumping up and down with excitement as I pulled a knife out of our kitchen drawer. I'm pretty sure that she ate a good pound of juicy, drippy watermelon before I even finished slicing it up.
Right before our eyes, Harper has become a kid. There is absolutely no toddler left in her. She is all kid: freckle-faced, curious, and silly, overflowing with more questions, emotions, and energy than either of us knows what to do with.
She's exhausting, but I love her.
Her first dance recital is next week and I can barely wait. Her class had photos last week and I couldn't get over how tall (and cute!) she looked in her costume.
Harper and the other little darlings in her class are the only people I know that can make zebra print and neon look good together.
So cute. These are precious moments.
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