The reality of it really hasn't sank in yet I don't think, she still has one more year of school so that's probably why. My first born 18 years old. Despite all the reminders of her age from my sweet girl, it truly does seem like only yesterday we were bringing her home from the hospital when all the sudden here we are just over 2 weeks past her turning eighteen, where did all those years go? I would love to be able to sit here and recount every single detail with you from the very start but that might bore you to tears and well she might kill me of I did that. Because I can remember lots of little moments that would embarrassed her to death like how she was so scared of everyone singing happy birthday on her first birthday that she hid under the table crying and didn't want to touch the cake we got her. Or of her and her bff having cupcakes in their diapers that nanny brought by after Cathy's party at school when they were only one. Or of her and t...
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