Victoria is twelve today. She asked me last night, "what time was I born at?" I thought it was 11:30 pm, her dad said, no, it was around 8:00 pm. Suffice to say that since Victoria is a stickler for details, she is not considering herself a full twelve years old until this evening. I am making chicken and broccoli alfredo for dinner since that is her all time favorite dish. And a store bought vanilla cake with vanilla ice cream on the side.
Kind of nice to have ONE dinner planned this week! :)
Happy Birthday, Victoria. I don't tell you enough that I love you and am very proud of the beautiful young lady you are growing up to be. Right now you vex me more often than not (no one has ever told me a positive thing about the tween and teen years except that you just weather the storm), but I cherish the times we actually work together, whether it's cooking in the kitchen or putting a 500 piece puzzle together. I look forward to the days ahead watching as you bloom and grow. The transformation from baby to toddler to little girl to young lady has been amazing and frightening to watch and the best is yet to come. You are always a blessing, even when you bring out the worst in me, because it is only then when I realize where I still need to grow.
Happy Birthday Sweetie. Love, Mom