I stepped into her room this morning and sang "Happy Birthday" to her. In true "tween" style, she informed me sleepily, that it was actually her cat that woke her up and perhaps I should stop my singing and dancing routine, as I was embarrassing myself. It is that witty sense of humor that is so endearing. Really, she was saying with it with a smile on her face...as she can have a witty sense of humor. While I contemplated this post today, my thoughts were of specific memories of the past twelve years. However, rather than write them all down...here are a few photographic memories - in no specific order.
And today - the birthday girl! We love you.