My baby is 19 years old today. Happy Birthday, Corinne (or Catt, as she prefers to be called). Yes, she is 19 years old, but no matter how old she gets, she will ALWAYS be my baby. My one and only.
I made her a waffle and sausage patty breakfast and then her boyfriend came over. You know that they are getting old when they haven't asked you for a party, they spend the time with their significant other, and you are one of many stops along the way. Actually, they went to a movie and dinner afterwards. I'm going to make a cake so when they come back, we can have cake. The least a mom can do.
An update to her illness: She started to get better in a few days after the ER incident. We still don't know exactly what it was, but I'm glad that she is doing better.
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