That whisking-by window of time between toting a baby (in our case, babies) on your hip and suddenly discovering you are standing hip-to-hip with your baby (in our case, babies).
Just three years ago, She-Twin donned her first ballet slippers. Sweetly-ridged and fully-crooked "grown-up" teeth gracing her irrepressible "It's my first dance lesson, and I am so excited!" smile.
Now, braces are off. Pointe shoes are on.