My daughter turns 14 years old today.

I’d complain that this makes me feel ancient, but I’ve been saying that for years now. Luckily, Erica’s such a sweetheart that she still insists that I’m not an old geezer. (Yet.)

She’s done a lot of growing up in the last 12 months and has had to learn a few tough lessons. Okay, so she’s still working on some of them… but at least she’s trying, and there are noticeable results. I’m quite proud of her!

Happy Birthday, kiddo!