Miss Emily turned 11 years old yesterday and had her party on her actual birthday. This year we decided to have a 'low key' sleepover with a few of her friends and next weekend, as her gift, we will go dog-sledding as a family. The few friends turned into a group of 8 young ladies. After a night of hot-tubbing, rainbow looming, rock climbing in the basement at midnight and lots of laughs, I'm sure there will be some siestas today.
Emily at 11 is still as sweet as she's always been. Very good natured. Funny. Smart. Tall (she is at my eye-level and has almost the same size feet as me). Confident, artist, up on the hollywood gossip and just a good kid.
Happy birthday, sweetheart!
Ready for the party
The morning after
March 8, 2003
