
On the way to school this morning, Charity was slightly worried about her little black bow falling out of her hair for some reason. I guess it felt loose. So she asked me to take it out. I tried to convince her I could put it in more securely. But she wouldn't go for it. She instructed me to put it in my purse. So I did, sadly. She tried to encourage me, "It's okay Mom, I don't need a bow."
My heart was crushed. I knew this day would come, but she not even 5 yet. My little dress-up doll is growing up too fast. Excuse me while I go cry in the corner . . .
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