It's hard to believe that my baby girl is 11! Oh, how I love that kid!
Her birthday fell on Thanksgiving again this year, which was fun because it took me right back to the best Thanksgiving in my life, heck, the best DAY of my life, the day she came to earth and made me a mother.
Her birthday was a week-long celebration, as all 11th birthdays should be.
It began with a friend party at the rec center pool, with all the shrill screaming and giddy silliness one could wish for.
A few nights later, Winger's was the restaurant of choice for her family birthday dinner.
Everyone should have a piece of asphalt pie when they turn 11, don't you think?
