Happy Birthday, Margot!

I cannot believe my baby is 14...

14 years ago this beautiful little babe popped out of me and I, in awe and wonder and in the most exquisite love (and a good deal of 3-hours-of-pushing delirium) mouthed these lovely first words to her...

"You're so sticky!"

Sorry, sweet sugar. I meant to say that you are a dream come true, one of the best things ever to happen in my life, a pure joy to me.

This beautiful lady at the very moment of life was in charge of the world and had a direction in mind. She's a great leader of people, compassionate, loves the Lord, is wild about horses and all animals, is very girlie and feminine, but can climb a tree with the best of 'em. She's so much like her Papa (not that he's all that girlie and feminine). She's funny and opinionated, competitive and the star of the show wherever she goes. She's smart as a whip and a natural student both in the classroom and out, learning and reading everything she gets her hands on. Tragically, she cannot throw a ball worth beans because she is at least a little bit of Mama, too. She sings beautifully and is musically inclined, though, so I like to think that I can chalk that up to my side of the gene pool. Margot is just a really outstanding person in every way. We are SO proud of her!

I love you so much, muffin. Happy birthday, Marg!