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She's my baby.

It seems like she's growing up really fast these days.

I'm trying to hold on to the little moments...

the sound of her little voice...

the feel of her little fingers holding my hand...

I can't help it.

She's been asking to check her sister's sugar for quite sometime now.

So far, I've managed to put her off.

But not tonight.

Tonight she asked if she could check my blood sugar.

She said she wanted to show me that she knows how.

She's been paying attention.

She's ready.

She can handle it.

You know, because she THREE and all.