Fourteen years ago on 8th and Chestnut, I met a special person. Impatient to see the world, the Teen made an appearance in the parking lot of Thomas Jefferson Hospital.
My baby, the first bookend of summer, was born at 8 pounds 5.6 ounces.
At present, she’s fighting her brother, searching for birthday loot so she can hit the mall with her girlfriend.
Where did the time go?
Happy Birthday, baby!
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