Today’s the day. My first baby turns 18 years old today. She can now vote, buy her own sudafed, have spraypaint in her possession, and sign for her own pass at the gym.
I remember the day she was born. Hubby and I were so awed by how tiny she was, and completely terrified that we would mess up raising her! We can thankfully say, that despite the fact that she didn’t come with instructions, we did an okay job with her, and the three children that followed. She’s beautiful inside and out, talented, well grounded, and getting ready for the independence of college life. We couldn’t be more proud of her. Happy Birthday, Katie-bug!