We hung my Peyton Rose's Graduation photo on the wall, next to my Madison.
Looking at these two beautiful young women makes me proud. Very proud. It also makes me ache a bit for the two adorable little girls who giggled as they played Barbies and watched Arthur together after school.
It seems as if we just took little Peyton to get her one year picture taken at Sears Portrait Studio. She did not think it was awesome, and cried rather loudly until Steve found a white bouncy ball, which she insisted on holding while we got the cutest picture ever.
It seems as if we just walked my brave little Peyton into her Kindergarten class and waved as she gave us her sweet little smile and went on her way.
Years pass. Children grow.
We hang more photos on the wall, commemorating these major milestones in our children's lives.
And it is good.