Sunday, 14 April 2013

Eighteen

Eighteen year olds enjoy a family lunch at a tapas restaurant.


The spectacular batch of red velvet cupcakes was made for my dd by my SIL.


Later, there was partying with friends and cousins, and a great time was had by all, apparently. I was asleep by then. But how can it happen, that eighteen years passes so quickly? it's a cliche, but it does not seem that long since I was bringing my baby girl home from the hospital.

Happy birthday, dd!

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