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Sunday, August 14, 2022
Sweet Sixteen.
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Molly Grace. I couldn't begin to tell you all the ways I thought it would look at sixteen. All the days and months and years that at tim...
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Wednesday, August 3, 2022
Oh Annie... you sure are Gr8.
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Miss Girl. The wattage of your inner light is quite possibly enough to power the entire neighborhood in the middle of the hottest, August on...
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... Lucy. YOU ARE 11!! Like that is on the way to truly becoming big and I have to ask... are all your dreams coming true? From the minute...
I mean...14. (and some change)
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I think it is very indicative of this season in our lives that I log on to write Annie's 8th birthday letter on the early morning hours...
Saturday, August 14, 2021
Fifteen?! So dang old.
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Girlfriend. Fifteen. What the heck?! I know they say that it goes fast and while I don't exactly agree with that as it felt more like t...
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Tuesday, August 3, 2021
The last of the sevens.
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... Annie Girl. There is something so magical about six and seven-years-old. No longer a baby requiring naps or the constant need for help...
Monday, April 5, 2021
A Decade of Lu.
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This girl. Never before in my life have I have ever met a someone like you. The brightest wattage of raw spirit, unrestricted currents of e...
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