Little Red Wren

Our blue-eyed Birdie turned 13 in February, which isn't the ideal time for outdoor parties in the Northeast. An August celebration brought home anew how relentless time is, and here we are with three teenagers in the house. Those days of three little girls in the house were so sweet, but these days are, too.

Her little girl's quirkiness has evolved into a young lady's wit; her wacky questions as a toddler have become a more thoughtful curiosity; she grows and changes and stays just the same in the important parts. Here's to more changing and growing and staying the same. We love you, Birdie!