Not a newborn anymore.

Harper girl has officially grown out of her newborn clothes.
I need to get a plastic bin to store them. It especially made me sad when I folded up her noah's ark onesie. It's what she was wearing the first time I told her loved her. I am very sentimental like that.















I also had to put away the outfit she wore coming home from the hospital. That hurt too.

How can I be so proud of my girl for growing, yet so sad at the same time?

I guess that's one of life's ultimate catch 22's.