There was this park we used to go to almost every nice day, back when Maeve was little, and we lived in our old apartment in Lakewood.
See? Fun, photogenic little place.
Well, Maeve noticed one of those pictures and asked if we could go back sometime. And we had the time... so we went.
Yeah, she's like a head taller than that line on the bridge now. The whole visit kind of made my heart hurt, but Maeve was happy. It's just that she's so... not little anymore.