outgrowing hiking boots and childhood memories

We spent the whole weekend hiking through the Appalachian trails, chasing after my little one as she scrambled up trees and splashed through creeks. By the end of it, she tugged on my sleeve and said, "Daddy, my feet hurt." I looked down and realized her boots—once a perfect fit—were now pinching her toes. It hit me: these boots have seen more mud, more scraped knees, and more laughter than any other pair she’s owned. Now I’m torn. On one hand, I know she needs bigger boots for the next adventure. On the other, I can’t help but feel a little sentimental about letting go of these tiny shoes that carried her through so many firsts. I wonder if anyone else has held onto their kids’ old gear, even when it’s outgrown, just because of the memories attached. Or am I just being a softie? Honestly, I’m not sure if I’m ready for her to trade in her toddler pack for something bigger. It feels like saying goodbye to a whole chapter of our lives. #parentingjourney #hikingwithkids #growingupfast #Travel