The world is getting dark, there is a crushing pain in my chest, I can't breath. Oh wait. I'm okay. I just have a teenager now.

I am still in shock that I have a teenager.  It seems like I blinked and she went from this tiny baby I brought home from the hospital and played dress up with to this beautiful young woman who doesn't need me to do her hair or pick out her clothes anymore.  She is such an amazing girl.  She has to face things that I never dreamed of having to face in jr high.  She is a beautiful dancer, a great trombone and piano player, the best babysitter I have ever had.  I love that she loves books as much as I do.  I love that she is modest, clean, and not too boy crazy yet.  I love that she loves to hang out with us.  I love that she wants a face book, but she is patiently waiting for me to be ready for her to have a face book.  (I only get elbowed when people mention f.b.  ha ha)   I love that when I start getting overwhelmed with life, she straightens up the house.  I love that she remembers the first time she yelled she hated me.  She was only 4.  She remembers how awful she felt and didn't know how to face me again.  I love that she still hugs and kisses me goodnight and goodbye.  I love that she is such a great friend.  

I could go on and on and on about Rebecca, but instead, I thought it would be fun to show her growing up through pictures.  We have missed a few times ( and we didn't start until she was 3).  But we usually get the kids photos taken twice a year at the school.  So, here is Rebecca.

fall 2001  almost 4  1st year of preschool

  Spring 2002   4 years old  ( I love her band-aid and her little cartoon sandals.  Oh, why can't they wear Velcro sandals forever.)

 fall 2002  almost 5  2nd year of preschool   (She did get glasses this year, but she didn't wear them for the picture.  We had the hardest time remembering her glasses.)

 fall 2003  almost 6   Kindergarten

 spring 2004   6 years old

 fall 2004  almost 7   1st grade  ( I love her missing tooth)

fall 2005   almost 8  2nd grade (Bam.  She has grown up teeth.)

spring 2006   8 years old  (she was so excited to cut her hair.  I hope Annie doesn't read this.  She has been begging me to cut hers, but I won't let her.  I don't want  her to know when I let Becca.)

fall 2006  almost 9 years old   3rd grade

 spring 2007   9 years old  (Darn it.  The photo was scratched.)

fall 2007      10 years old   4th grade

 spring 2008   10 years old

fall 2008   almost 11   5th grade

spring 2009  11 years old  (we forgot this day was picture day.  Oh well, she is still cute with a ponytail.)

fall 2009  almost 12    6th grade

spring 2010  12 years old

 Jr. high.  almost 13    7th grade.

Well, there you have it.  Isn't she so stinkin cute?  She is growing up gorgeous?  Her braces are even cute.