My baby turns 23 today (and I refuse to let that make me feel old, lol). She has grown into a beautiful, intelligent, creative, capable, poised young woman.
seven months old, first Easter
ten months old, Woodstock NY
almost three years old - I was her age now when she was this age then...
four years old, first year of sixteen + years of dance
first day of school
A sunny five year old
A stunning seventeen year old
The girls taking in a show last month
Every year on the first day of school, from kindergarten on, I've tucked a brand new box of crayons in her backpack. It's been an inside joke all these years, and I'm sure caused her some embarrassment in high school, but there's something about a crisp, new pack of crayons that just shouts "new beginnings". This is the first year I've forgotten, so here's a virtual box of glittery crayons.
Here's hoping everyone has a new box of crayons on this glorious day!