These are my oldest two prizes. Each year when we register for school and they sit for their yearbook we follow it up with "real" photo's. If I don't set a specific time out to do it time rolls by, they change and I forget. I want to remember them...just like this. Always.
"Bits" We call her Bits because as a little girl kids always heard us say Izze and say "Itsy". That led some kids to call her Itsy Bitsy and then eventually we shorted it to Bits. I have learned NOT to yell this out in public. No matter what age, what size or where she is in life. She will always and forever be,
my Bits.
This year marks the last year that Abbi is MINE! All mine!!! She is still trapped. She turned 15 this summer and has one more year before she is behind the wheel. Watching her become independent is a pleasure that surprised me. I love "teenager" so far! It's fun to witness and hear her reactions and opinions to things. I am really proud of the person she is becoming. Best of all, she still needs me. Once in awhile she will still call me Mommy (usually when she is "working" me but I will take it). From the moment this carrot topped bundle entered our world she was a classic. She has a classy look, attitude and strength. I would give my left arm in trade for her legs but I wouldn't trade anything in the world for the blessings and love she has given. I love you Abbi, bigger than big!
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