My "baby" turns 15 in a few days, where has the time gone? I can still remember those adorable little baby cheeks, and all of the girly clothes I used to dress her in from time to time. These days her color of choice is black, and she's traded in her toys for an electric guitar.
One of my favorite stories, oh she must have been 3 or 4 years old. We were having "tea", (hers was mostly milk and sugar), she kept sticking her fingers into her cup and then sucking off the sugary mixture. I scolded her and said, "...ladies do not stick their fingers in their tea." She looked up at me and without missing a beat replied, "I'm not a lady, I'm a PERSON!", then plunged those chubby little fingers right back into her cup. I stifled my giggles and responded, "Good answer."
She's been a headstrong little free thinker from the get go, and I wouldn't have it any other way. Just wish she wasn't growing up so very quickly... sigh.
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