Oh I begged

Bailey is at the age where pdas are sooo not cool. She waves goodbye to me with a fleeting look of "oh God,please Mom, Don't ask me to kiss you infrontofmyfriends..."
I get it .I GET it.I dooo. It just makes me miss her. Miss the time when she would run full force into me and wrap her arms around me for a hug before running off to play.
She can raid my closet for shoes now. She decided she prefers my rubbah boots to hers and has taken them over. I get it.She is growing up.I GET IT,DAMNIT.
We are at the edge of something. Bigger changes than we have seen so far. Babies grow into toddlers into preschoolers. I thought those chages were huge. The thing is-they still need you.
Now- not so much. She still needs me but not in the way that she used to.Now I must be more careful with what I say and more thoughtful with my answers.
I see her- who she is becoming. I wish I could be more like her. Cripes I hope I can live up to who she believes me to be.