She was the last of the three, the baby of our babies, but now our baby is a young woman.
Tingirl is 18 today.
She faces into adulthood as wonderful a person as she has always been. She has a warm and kind nature, a host of friends to whom she is fiercely loyal, and a smile that makes her face light up like a sun. She is a typical teenage girl – sometimes funny, sometimes grumpy, sometimes full of energy, sometimes a bundle of yawns barely visible beneath a duvet on the couch.
She still loves acting, and is still part of the closely-knit drama group with whom she has essentially grown up.
To me, her Dad, she is still a source of wonder, a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside a hoodie.
She is also a source of deep, joy-filled love.
So Happy Birthday today, Tingirl, and enjoy the life and possibilities that now lie before you.
You are our baby, our Princess, and now our wonderful grown-up girl.
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