Guess who had a birthday and decided she could grow up?
Our Lolo turned 23 on 7/13. I still remember my OB/GYN telling me she’d have to induce labor because of my hypertension and asked if I was superstititous…..she wanted to induce on the 13th and knew that eventually this child might have a b’day on Friday the 13th.
Thank goodness I’m not THAT superstitious. (if you break a mirror in front of me, we’re done though)
She’s never been anything but good luck for me.
My sweet child who made me a Mama is really going out and living her life; more life than I’m comfortable with.
She graduated from college and was accepted into her first choice grad school.
A minute later she decided to NOT go to grad school.
A minute later she decided to join the Army.
About 20 minutes later she decided to go to the Police Academy.
So about 3 months ago my heart fell into my lower abdomen.
She’s walking her own path.
Happy 23 to my favorite first born child. I love you to the moon and back and then about 10 million times…..and yah, I can’t afford all that gas. But you know what I mean.
Lolo is such a deep thinker, a science seeker, a lover of facts and a kind soul to those who need one.
We couldn’t be prouder.
|I’m slacking on photos lately; this is a family capture from last month in NC for a family reunion.|