Number 9

We’ve just spent most of the day celebrating my daughters 9th birthday. In case you don’t remember when you turned 9, let me tell you that it’s quite an event. Last night, dinner out for everyone. Today, a trip to Walmart to buy a brand new bike and a helmet. This afternoon, a trip to the roller skating rink with 5 of her best girlfriends (yes, all 9 years old too), and cake, and presents, and soda. Skating under the disco ball, doing the limbo. More cake, more soda. Goodie bags and a trip home with all the gift “booty” in the van.

And I loved every minute of it.

Really.

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