eighteen

On December 1, 1994 at the age of 20, I became a mom. Brianna couldn’t have been a more perfect baby. She was a good sleeper, a good eater and absolutely beautiful.

This weekend we celebrated 18 years of my gorgeous first-born.

We went to Kansas City for a shopping trip.

And some ice skating (very little ice skating, but I won’t go into that right now).

And then we celebrated at home with a double-decker cookie before she headed out for the evening.

I can’t believe I’m the parent of an adult. Graduation is just around the corner. And then college. Where does the time go?

One day old:

3 weeks old (first Christmas):

2 or 3 months?? I wasn’t very good at writing on the backs of pictures:

6 months??:

First birthday:

Easter, 1 1/2 years:

Second birthday:

Third Birthday:

Fourth birthday:

4 years old, first day of preschool:

5th birthday:

6 years old:

8 years old:

10 years old:

11th birthday:

 

14th birthday:

15th birthday:

  

Sweet Sixteen:

17th birthday (Christmas parade):

    

Happy Birthday to a beautiful young woman, inside and out! I love you, Bri, with all of my heart!!