This is one of my favorite pictures from when she was two. Her baby-fine hair in tiny curlers on a Saturday night, clutching her favorite blanket, with her sweet baby toes wiggling as I took the picture. She has never failed to bring us joy.
Today she turns 23. In lieu of a birthday cake I bought her a box of cake pops and added candles. She thought that was hilarious.
She still brings us joy.
Happy birthday, Laura! I’m so glad you’re my daughter.