After Morgan took feed out to the animals tonight (her evening chore), she posed for about 30 minutes chattering away about her birthday, with Casper. She is on the brink of 17. SEVENTEEN! How is that possible? She has one more year of high school then she is planning to attend WVU with Weston and their whole passel of friends. (I like knowing Big Brother will be on hand!) I offered her a new cell phone for her birthday (which is next week). She’s been researching the top phones and which she should choose. She’s attached at the hip to her phone, of course.
SEVENTEEN! My youngest! I weep. And am so proud of her.