My little girl

Annie turns 19 this weekend,so if you hear a ruckus on our street as you drive by,or in the vicinity of Broadway,you'll smile and just keep driving.
Girls are way different to raise than boys. You can look at a boy and know what he's thinking. With girls there's much more talking involved. And if you don't mess things up too badly you end up with a grownup daughter who is also a good friend.
People tell you that you'll miss the days when they were young. But I've enjoyed each stage of their lives more and it's the most fun right now. Also, no diapers.