eighteenWednesday, November 04, 2015
I have been documenting my children's birthdays here since I started my blog. Nine years ago. I love/hate looking back at the birthday posts. I get all sentimental looking at them. But, I love the record I have of that day.
I'm not sure where the monkey is that I made her for her ninth birthday.her 10th Birthday.
her eleventh birthday.
Six years goes by quickly. This was her twelfth birthday, six years ago.
This year, Libby requested Flank Steak and Macaroni and Cheese for dinner. So unlike her choice for her thirteenth birthday. (And many of her birthdays.)
Chalk Lots since her fourteenth birthday. But that was the year I didn't record her birthday here. I wish I would have. But, I'm assuming Life was just a little overwhelming that year. And that we were doing some healing. We did celebrate the same way. I guess I just wasn't as inspired to document it here.
For her her fifteen birthday I was into my Instagram photos and affects. Cause I didn't even use my camera. Just my phone.
For her sixteenth birthday it was cold and rainy. And on her seventeenth birthday my heart melted.
Next year she will be in college for her birthday. Please bring me a tissue.