All grown up

Suddenly, and all at once, Charlotte is a kid.

 Her feet are closer to the footrest on the high chair.

 She walks through the grocery store holding Matt's hand.

 She helps me empty the vacuum cleaner.

She buys lottery tickets.

She walks from the car to the back door, climbs up the step, and waits for me to open it.

And me, I sit back, smiling and crying just a little.