She’s not a little girl any more.

Yet, Rachel will always be my daughter.  Even if her foot has been bigger than mine for over a year now.  Even if she gets taller than me.  Even when her hair begins to gray and her first wrinkles appear.


Aunt Jane and Maw-Maw Rachel came for our birthday celebration.


Sidney helped Rachel with her new watch.


Then Prairie helped her with her watch.


She requested something “flamingo-y.”


Sidney got a hug for those socks.


One of the best gifts . . . a camera discarded on a shelf, its first purpose fulfilled, finds a new purpose in the hands our girl.


The birthday girl gifted us with clarinet music.


Lincoln accompanied her on guitar.


Maw-Maw Rachel loved it when Prairie and Lincoln sang hymns.


Happy Birthday, my sweet Rachel, my daughter.

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