Thirteen years ago today, I held a brand new baby girl in my arms.

Over the years, I’ve watched her grow into a young lady (most of the time). I’ve fed her, nurtured her, indulged her, punished her, tolerated her, and have been extremely proud of her much of the time.

This morning, Alex became a fully-fledge teenager by arriving at her thirteenth birthday.

Happy Birthday Sweetheart!