A Happy Birthday Shout Out....

to my “baby” girl….who just yesterday (okay, maybe like 17 years ago or so) was not allowed to cross the threshold of her bedroom door at night, so she would set up camp at the line…….

Happy 19th Anna Mae, my bug-a-boo, you push me “to that line” some of the time - but I would not trade you for all the world’s gold!

boy are you getting old