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It just does not seem real.

 Somehow, nearly fourteen years have passed by in just the blink of an eye. How does that happen? My first born, that little round headed fat baby girl, is turning into a fourteen year old, matured almost woman in just eight short days. I do not quite understand how this happened.

 Just the other day when I went to give her some clothes at a friends because she was staying the night, as she walked up to the van I swear, it was like those commercials you see on TV. For a moment there she was, walking towards me, a little girl, like 3 and slowly right before my eyes and she got closer, she grew and it was just crazy.

 She seems like a pretty level headed child. For the most part. As far as I can see. She's a little snot to Tim and I but to her teachers, and other adults she is normally very respectful. She has shown so much improvement this year on her school work, so much in fact that her teacher sent me an email just to tell me how much she had improved.

 I can only hope that next year she starts out the year on the right foot, with these good habits already in place. I think the hopes of getting her permit (oh dear god bring on the hair dye) and getting a job so she can make money are motivating her to do well. I am just glad something, finally has!

 It has been so rainy here this past week. My garden turned pond over the weekend....I hope some of my plants survive. The ones I have in containers seem to be doing really well, but I am afraid they might be crowded, I would like to move them to the garden, but I just don't know. One day I hope to be as good as my neighbor at gardening. He has so much stuff over there growing. Its beautiful. (I hope they share again this year)

 So that is my blogginess for now. Not much else I want to put down. Bring on the sun!

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