Youngest DD turns 11 tomorrow. I can recall her birth so clearly, the spinal block, the c-sec, the lesson to the resident from my OB as she went thru it. (Did you know "squishy bit" is a medical term? LOL).
When she came out she sounded more like a lamb then a baby, and it made the medical staff around me laugh and call her my precious lamb.
And now here she is growing like a weed, excelling at school, popular, and showing signs of becoming a beauty. She has her father's lovely green eyes and thick lashes.
She's having a sleepover at the house tomorrow night, Dude (clever man) says he has to be at work at midnight, so will miss most of the giggling, squealing girl silliness.
I don't feel old enough for her to be 11 already, and I'm working really hard not to dwell on the fact that the oldest will be 17 at the end of the month....because that just has to be impossible!
Caryn