The Birthday Girl Today

Fourteen years ago today our first little girl was born. And she was beautiful. I really mean beautiful; she stopped traffic, she was such a pretty baby. She floated in a cloud of pink in a household with four big brothers, the sweetest little thing you ever saw. She was born singing (The first song she ever learned was You Are My Sunshine), and has grown up to be a top notch soprano who switch hits alto. At home on the ball field as she is in the choir loft, Shelly hangs right in there with her brothers in volleyball and baseball -- and is right out there with them chopping down trees and mowing lawns, too. The big boys love to tease their little sister (whom they lovingly refer to as "Chicky"), but they all hold her in the highest regard. They have to; she can beat them at poker.

A good sport, a long suffering little sister, a supportive big sister, a great shopping buddy, a dear friend, and a loving, sweet daughter. We all love the stuffin' out of her.

Happy, Happy Birthday, Shell!