16 years ago today, my little punk-rock baby was born...with more hair than babies are allowed to have.
Sometimes Mom just didn't know what to do and neither did Sparkle!
But usually everything worked out!
And most of the time things were real good!
And Sparkle grew:
And grew:
And grew some more:
By the time she was 2 and a half years old, she had hair all the way down her back because everyone is too scared to give a child that young a serious haircut:
Then she REALLY started growing up:
Kitties were her favoritest things ever:
She was into gymnastics, Tai-Kwon-Do and some ill-fated music lessons:
Many hours were spent loving the Spice Girls, the Backstreet Boys and Bon Jovi:
Here is my favorite picture from our favorite vacation together....Good times!
Then you start to realize that someone is not a little child anymore.
Suddenly you start wishing you could turn back time.
But time does goes on and she just gets more beautiful. She has brains too.....she was straight A's last report card and next year begins AP courses to prep for college. She's the greatest thing that ever happened to me. Annoying t-shirt slogans and all.
