I'd forgotten that it was way past bedtime and my kid was asleep. She looked so innocent, like my little girl. Why couldn't anyone else see it? When I look at her, especially at times like this when she's not looking back at me with one of her mother's patented looks, all I see is the little angel I brought home from the hospital.

She'd been that little girl for so long, even as she grew and times changed, she'd still been my Caitie Bear. But all that had changed almost a year ...