She's Still My Baby

Elizabeth celebrated her 17th birthday November 30. I can't believe she is almost all grown up. I only have a few short years left with her living at home before she takes life by the reigns and trots off.

I will never forget the day she was born. Her Grandma's screams of delight upon learning she just received her first granddaughter was thrilling. Let's not forget about the red hair!

Elizabeth and I have laughed, cried, prayed, camped, shopped (a little), and played together. She and her siblings are my best friends. I just can't imagine what my life will be like when she is all grown up. So I've decided she will always be my baby.