Eight years ago on a beautiful fall day, my oldest daughter Lily was born two weeks early. She arrived with a healthy set of lungs, and completely changed our lives.
She held us captive since she was born. We knew she was the cutest baby ever.
And how she grew! Before we knew it she was walking and then running and then climbing around the playground.
When she was three, she had to learn how to coexist with a new addition to the family. As long as she had Mommy’s attention, she did okay.
Jumping ahead a few years, Lily is now a second grader, as cute and clever as ever. Happy 8th Birthday, Lily!