Larry was just asking me today, "When did Gracie grow up??". I don't think she has yet -- she's still my baby girl. It's hard to remember that, though, when she's screaming at me or stamping her feet, hot-headed, tempestuous little thing that she is. But, every once in a while, you can catch a glimpse of baby-ness in her still.
This was a moment when Ben and Grace were saying goodnight to one another. Grace loves Ben, and although sometimes she appears to be intensely jealous of him (generally when I'm nursing him and not her, naturally) she's always gentle towards him (because she takes it out on me, but anyway...). She obviously adores him. Sometimes he gives indications that he finds her interesting, and sometimes he smiles at her or pulls her hair, so I'd say Ben kinda likes his big sister, too. :o)
