I posted this picture of my oldest daughter with Thatcher, a Corgi convinced his pitiful puppy eyes will convince her to turn over the bag of pretzels, yesterday on Instagram.
My sister posted this comment:
"Callie is killing me with her grown up-ness."
I know, it's killing me too. Especially when she says things like "In one and three-quarters years from yesterday I will be getting my driver's permit."
It's true what they say: "The days are long, but the years are short."