Cause on my love, you can depend

My baba is all grown up today. 

21.  How did that happen? 

It seems like only yesterday we were living the traumas of the birth, 

the first birthday, 

the first steps,

The first words, 

nursery, 

school, 

homework, 

ballet, 

Girls Brigade, 

Brownies, 

Guides, 

Gymnastics, 

football, 

hockey, 

volleyball.

And now... 

she's all grown up, 

confident, 

educated, 

clever, 

beautiful, 

sophisticated, 

a mathelete, 

but prone to a bit of a blow out on a Friday night, followed by Chinese in bed. preferably accompanied by La la. 

I look at her and think - wow  how did we make this person, this beautiful, lovely, grown up person who is all independent and happy.. and confident.

Aw.  

Does she not need me any more? 

Pah! She will always need me.  I'm the one who's ace with the Tit tape. 

Happy Birthday Toolibelle Aurora Borealis 

You are a star x x x x