So. My daughter is fifteen today. How can that be?
Just yesterday, she was wacking off her baby curls with a pair of my craft scissors.
Just yesterday, she was jumping from the chair and nearly biting through her tongue when her chin hit the corner of the table. She was singing to her baby cousin Brittani, just two years younger than she. She was shooing me away from her classroom on the first day of Kindergarten. She was telling me not to walk on the grass, 'cause the sign said not to. She was building her first snowman, coming down with chicken pox, winning her first essay contest. She was nursing her first bad sunburn, her first broken heart, her first real fight with me. She was crawling, walking, running, laughing, learning, growing, crying, writing, singing, soccering, guitaring, eye shadowing, flirting... and now she's fifteen. So soon. Isn't she lovely?
That's Brittani (all grown up herself), Dani, Marcus (Dani's friend in Memphis whose family shared dinner with us tonight at Olive Garden - Dani and Marcus met earlier this summer when his youth group came to Fortress to do mission work!), and Brianna.