Thirteen

Thirteen

That's a big one.

Not sure if we are ready for this
But it's here.

My seat belt is buckled.

Thirteen years ago
we became a family of five

We tipped the scales.
Team estrogen ruled the house
(sorry, honey.)

It happens fast.
They grow up on you.

Not happy about that.
But, oh, so proud.

These girls are diligent.
They are hard workers.

They stand tall.

They love God.

They do their chores.
They still ask my opinion.

They let me smoosh them
and tuck them in.
They tell me they love me.

They even let me hold their hand in public.
(should we not admit that to
lots and lots of people?)

How did we get so lucky?

Girls,
we love you to no end.

Be firm footed in who you are.
Trust your gut,
and your parents.

Take risks.
Be willing to admit fault
and say your sorry.

Be willing to fight for what you believe
is right and good.

Take the high road,
although it may be lonely at times.

Find good friends.
They last the longest.

Thank you for being our daughters.

Keep up the good work.