Growing Up Way Too Fast

La is sitting next to me right now watching Bambi. Thumper just delivered his famous "If you don't have nothin' nice to say, don't say nothin' at all" line. 

La should take his advice. 

I'm a little worried about La watching Bambi because although we've owned the DVD for years, she's never actually watched it before. I remember the tragedy that ensued the afternoon Grandma Fern and Grandpa took Aunt M and I to see it. I was a little older than La and M was only 2 or 3 years old. It was the first time we had been to the theater, and we were absolutely THRILLED to be there.

Until Bambi's mom got shot.

Quite the buzz-kill, Disney. Yeah. Good job. 

If you haven't seen the flick, or just don't remember, Bambi's mama totally gets shot about 20 minutes into the movie. And it's not just a little shot to the leg. She totally DIES. Why does Disney ALWAYS do that? It's like it can't be a Disney film unless someone dies a tragic death. Back in 1986, M and I sobbed uncontrollably for the remainder of the movie, and I believe we had to be escorted off the premises before the film was over. 

I hope La's reaction is a little better than ours were.

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So, I've been having this achy feeling lately about how quickly La is growing up. I scooped her up in my arms yesterday and told her that I wish she could just stay little forever and for always. I still feel like she's a baby, even though she clearly is not. I just REALLY don't want her to grow up. 

Is that normal?

I took this picture on Friday before we left for work/school. When I look at her each day, she still seems so little and sweet and babylike. Then I take pictures of her and she looks like THIS sassy little bombshell: 

The above photo was taken yesterday at Nordstrom, just after Aunt M had her makeup done. La couldn't stand it that M was in the makeup chair and she wasn't. So the nice tattooed woman with the plugs in her ears put some clear lipgloss and peach blush on La after she was finished with M. 

Like I said. She's just growing up way too fast.

OKAAAY. Bambi's mom just got shot. And even though I've been typing and not really paying attention to the movie, tears are welling in my eyes. Need to go hug La. I have a feeling that the waterworks are swiftly approaching for the both of us.