In the blink of an eye.
Your baby girl is 13.
there is no way I'm old enough
to have a teenager.
Yet, somehow, you are.
And, somehow, you do.
Until she invites 13 friends over for a sleepover.
A Barbie movie.
Really.
Barbie Charm School.
Or something like that.
(Her dad always threatens to send her to charm school.
Hope she took notes.)
And they stay up giggling.
All night.
A chapter I am so excited about.
To see her love for Jesus grow.
To see the heights that she soars to.
To see how much I can embarrass her.
Fun times ahead.
I'm going to enjoy the ride.
Happy 13th (on Dec 28) to my one and only girl.
1 comment:
Happy birthday Brookie! (this post made me cry, by the way)
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