Sweet...

I guess it's legit.

I mean, she's like my one of three blog readers, and definitely my biggest fan.

And I got a complaint: I didn't do a birthday post.

There's a reason for this.  It's a milestone birthday, and she's my oldest.  I KNOW other people don't really want to hear my thoughts on my perfect, beautiful, oldest daughter who just turned sixteen.

They don't want to know that I journaled all night before her birthday, but I didn't blog.  I was remembering the drama that surrounded the birth of my first baby: being overdue, getting mis-scheduled and sent home from the hospital on the morning of my non-induction.  Crying all that day.  Going back the next morning to deliver a 9 pound  1 ounce baby girl in about 2 1/2 hours.

Falling in love with my baby.

Over and again, every day.  Probably making the whole world groan, but...

I told you there was a reason I didn't post.  Now she's asked for one, so this is all I've got.

Mom gush.

Because, she's sassy (and silly)

she has the worlds cutest friends, and she's so cute with them!

 

She's a complete selfie queen (and I love finding them on my phone--but she's probably going to kill me for this):

 And sometimes, I find artistic still-life's of her breakfast instead:

(Hint: She's a pinterest queen too.)

 More selfies: this time with sisters

Because she's an awesome big sister.  And something of a slave to Eowyn (who she secretly loves to serve).

Those eyes!!

 I love this: she and Aragorn were having a camera war at the apple orchard, trying to get pictures of each other between the rows of apples:

You know she's my photographer.  We wouldn't have any family pictures without her.

And when she makes me crazy, it's only because we are way too much alike, so...she doesn't want to do the things that I ask her to do because I don't want to do them....  (heh heh, sorry babe).

She's my friend.  I love her.

What else can I say?

Sixteen?

Ugh.  My heart.

Growing up too fast.  WAyyyyyyy to fast for me.

I've got to go cry myself to sleep now.  I love you Arwen.

Happy belated Birthday, my sweet sweet sixteen (and yes, I can hear you groaning!)