My first-born just made me feel a whole lot older today.
I cringe as I say, “I am officially the mother of a teen-ager.”
Cringe, I tell you.
See this sweet little face right here … aww … so sweet.

Don’t get me wrong. She’s still sweet. Really she is, but with a tinge of attitude that I don’t particularly care for at times.
She is not even with us today, which makes this day extra sad.
She’s at camp, livin’ it up because she’s now 13. I’m sure she’s on cloud nine.
Obviously, from this picture I snagged from Facebook, she’s having a good time.
And I’m at home just trying to remember how the heck we got here so quickly.
Happy Birthday, baby girl!