A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

"As she read, at peace with the world and happy as only a little girl could be with a fine book and a little bowl of candy, and all alone in the house, the leaf shadows shifted and the afternoon passed."

where does the time go?

The title refers to a lot of things. How did I get to this point, a little more than 1 year of being out of college? How did I last this long at LJB? How does the weekend pass by so quickly every single time? How is it freaking almost the end of summer and I barely recognized it?

But the title mostly refers to what Sophie said this weekend. We were a taxi coming back from FAO Schwartz and I was holding a dripping Gatorade bottle in such a way that it was getting all over her leg. I didn't notice until she said, so politely, "Soyu-unnie, how about you not drip your drink all over me?" and pushed my hand away from her.

I almost peed myself from laughing and shock. Where did this sarcasm come from? She's only 2.5 years old. I remember when she couldn't support herself walking and I had to hold her all the time. I remember when she would bang on the computer and piano keyboard without knowing what she was doing. And now she runs and plays the big keys at FAO Schwartz and asks random boys "Can I play?" before she settles down at the pyramid station. And she's only been alive for 2 and a half years.

Where does the time go?