cuter and cuter

I’m sitting here at work, watching my picture frame flip through pictures of my little girl, and came to a strange realization…   she’s not as cute as I thought she was when she was younger.

It may be (and probably is) because she has become so much more adorable, but it is strange to look at pictures of her as a teeny infant and think, hmmm…  not quite as cute as I remember. It may be because I mentally photoshop her current face, mannerisms, and personality onto a smaller body and when I look at younger pictures of her, they’re not what I have in my head, and the difference is what is throwing me, not that she’s not as cute, just different.

But don’t get me wrong, she has been, and always will be the cutest baby I’ve ever seen…  it’s just my memory of her is changing, as most memories do over time.

It’s a good thing cameras were invented.

Now someone just needs to invent a way to capture the smell of the moment along with the image, then when you go back and look at the image, you can smell it, too. Because, as you may have noticed, whenever you smell something from your past, the memory becomes so much more vivid, and real. So much so that you are practically transported back to the moment, with all the emotions, faces, thoughts, and everything else that goes with it. Time travel is possible, you just need to find the right smell.

But I digress. Point is… my little Skyeberry, cute as she was, was not as adorable as she is now, and is getting cuter and cuter all the time.