The day has come. Michaela is now 42 inches tall. This means she can now ride the carousel (at least the one at the zoo in New Orleans) alone.
As we were standing in line to buy a ticket to go on the carousel, Michaela stood next to the sign, and proudly (and loudly!!!) exclaimed that she was as tall as the line. She had no idea what that meant, but she knew she was tall enough for something. When we told her it meant she could ride alone, she jumped up and down and yelled, "I'm tall enough to go alone!!!"
I honestly wasn't sure she'd really want to ride by herself. She usually gets very excited about doing things alone, but then fear gets the best of her and she asks someone to come along instead. This time was different, though. I stood in line with her, got her situated on her zebra, and she was very happy to see me walk out the gate and wave to her from the other side of the fence.
And she enjoyed every second of the three minute ride!
Meanwhile, moms of little babies, don't blink. Tomorrow they will be old enough to do things like this. Cherish and treasure all the little moments because they go by too fast and then your "baby" isn't a baby anymore.
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