Birthday baby

My oldest child is 15 today. Someone shake me awake and tell me it's a dream and she's still a baby. I can't even believe she's 15. She was a feisty baby and toddler (and every age). She did not like to sleep, she was a night baby. She had never met a stranger and would chat up anyone. She had the sweetest face and that curly blonde hair. Oh my, she was such a cute baby and toddler, but so stubborn! Her favorite tv shows were The Wiggles, Bear in the Big Blue House, Blues Clues and movie was Nemo and then was any of the Barbie movies. She's always loved to draw and color. She has grown into a wicked funny, smart, loving human. She has compassion for all those who have less than her and she wants to fix all the injustices in the world. She's an amazing artist and writer and free spirit. She loves to read, to listen to music and to paint. I have so little time left with her as my own and I know that. It's so heart breaking that we are entering the phase of parenthood where we can see the actual adult they are becoming. That in a few short years I will have to let go and trust that she will navigate the world with confidence. That she will take her light and shine it on others. Y'all it really does make my heart ache, like nothing I've ever experienced before. But there is also so much pride and love. I don't have all my picture, I still haven't un-boxed everything, so I don't have photos of her from itty bitty but I have some from the last seven or so years. Except the first one, she was two and a half.

Happy Birthday Sweet Girl. I'll love you forever and then some more.