~ today you are sixteen ~ you just got your driver's permit ~ you are practically grown ~
It wasn't that very long ago I visited you in the hospital, all naked and blindfolded, laying under a bright light. You were so very tiny then, just a spit of a thing. Where has the time gone? You can slow down now ~ put a brick on your head or something ~ but ~ Just. Slow. Down!
Love you bushels!
MOM-MOM
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