Questions that I have no answers to

Isn't there a rule that says they can't grow up too fast? 

Where did this little girl with hair long enough to braid come from?

Why can she already communicate so well and say things like, "Mommy, are you going to go outside and find Chloe's other pink mitten?" 

What happened to the bundle of pink sweetness that used to fit in the crook of my arm?

Who took my baby and gave me a little girl that begs for sips of my black coffee?

How can I stop time and just cuddle her sweet little self for a few more moments?

When did her eyes get so blueberry-blue?

Will I ever get enough of being her Mama?

Love this (almost three year old) girl.