She's a big girl......just like I thought.

I knew Little Girl was ready to give up her blankie. I sensed it and went with it because it was kind of like those potty training moments that if you don't jump on them when the children are into it - you will miss your "window" kind of thing.

Our window was open. I started to walk through it and then quickly didn't want to make that passage of time with my little girl.

We had been giving LG warnings of the coming up blankie release and she knew that this particular weekend was it. She had her last night's sleep with it and before she went to bed the following night, me and her daddy had her bring it into us in our room. We had pulled down her "memory box" from the attic which holds all things special and meaningful from her childhood and we told her that it would go in there to save for when she is older and has kids of her own and she can show it to them.

She liked that. She can't wait to be mommy. I told her that there are 2 ways to become a mommy - one is by growing one in her own tummy and one is through adoption where someone else grows them in their tummy - like with her and Baby Boy. She wants to do both.

I think that's awesome.

We did a video of her with it and asked her some questions and then she grabbed it one last time and put it to her nose and did a big "SNIFF" and put her thumb in her mouth to seal the deal and hold the memory.

I could barely take all this.

I was soaking in this moment and realizing this is one of those "lasts" that you hear about it. I immediately felt choked up and wished I could throw the memory box back into the attic and pretend I never mentioned it and let her sleep with her blankie forever and ever. I all of a sudden wasn't ready for this grow up moment.

She was though.

It was the weirdest and saddest experience for me of watching her grow up right there. I cried through most of the evening picturing her with it and knowing that she wouldn't have it on road trips or airplane rides like she always does and it hurt my heart in the momma kind of way.

But - being a parent doesn't always mean you do the easiest thing - you just have to do the best thing....for them.

She told me she doesn't suck her thumb anymore.

She has never once asked for her blankie back.

She seems pleased that she has moved on.

She looks bigger by the day.

I'm so proud of her.

Let's not even talk about Baby Boy's blankies and paci. One thing at a time people.