Happy Birthday, Chloe!

Chloe is eight today.  I can’t really believe it.  It seems like I was giving birth to her not so very long ago.  My mom and I spent the afternoon with her, and we went to the local bead store where she made herself a necklace (and I made a necklace for Sophie).  For dinner, she chose to take us to a local pizzeria and Coldstone for ice cream afterwards.  Not what I would have chosen, but it wasn’t my birthday, was it?

While at dinner, we were talking about the passage of time and I found myself projecting into the future again.  First, to her 18th birthday, and the milestone of being able to vote.  But what caught her attention – enough to make her set aside her new Nintendo DS – was what will happen when she turns 17.  “Driver’s license!  Cool!” she exclaimed.  When I told her that we’d save the minivan for her, she grinned and cried, “Cool!  Nice!  That’s great! Really, mom?  Will I get the minivan?”  Which made the three of us adults laugh.  And made me realize that, despite the feeling that she’s grown up so fast, we still have a very long way to go before she turns 17.  

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