Tradition holds that dad takes a "wake-up" shot first thing in the morning. She used to hold up her fingers to show us how old she was. That has become difficult these last two birthdays.
Every year's birthday shot is posted on the pantry door on her birthday. For one whole week I stare at these photos and cry. . . for the child she was . . .
. . . and for the beautiful young lady she is becoming.
You are the one true, perfect thing in the world and I love you T & B.