Today is my oldest's birthday. She is 21 today, and I am very proud of her.
Of course as I was recently reminded, the older she gets the older that makes me!
I still remember the day she was born, and even though it was a generation ago, it seems like it was a blink of the eye. As her mother was being carted out of the delivery room she asked "How soon can we have another?!". We stopped 3 kids later.
My daughter is now well on her way of building her own life. She is engaged to a nice guy, she has a good job, and her own place. Did I mention I was proud of her!
