This weekend, my baby girl turns 13.
Thirteen.
I suppose I should do something scrapbooky to mark it, and I'm quite certain I will, but it made me remember a page from my second book that I still love to this day, and the sentiment behind it still holds true. I feel like I just blinked and she turned 13.
Reminds me of a t-shirt I saw somewhere along the way: Life moves fast. Scrapbook it.
Duly noted.
Happy early birthday, sweet girl. I love you.
