Today is my daughter's birthday.
She is 17.
We spent the weekend celebrating.
Friday night she had some friends over to celebrate the joyous occasion.
We stopped to pick up a cake. I love that she chose to have it say, "YAY Tori" rather than something so predictable like "Happy Birthday".
On Sunday afternoon we had the family over to celebrate some more.
Tori received the much coveted leopard print snuggie. She was ecstatic.
My baby turning 17 is bittersweet...
Bitter - time is passing by much too quickly
Sweet - watching her discover her interests and passion
Bitter - no more hearing my sweet little girl ask "why" about 100 times a day
Sweet - no more hearing my sweet little girl ask "why" about 100 times a day
Bitter - no more reading bed-time stories
Sweet - seeing her develop good character
Bitter - she is on the brink of adulthood
Sweet - watching her grow into a beautiful young woman
Happy Birthday Tori! Your momma loves you.
This post is linked up over at Chatting at the Sky.






















