No. 2 is 20
Twenty years ago on this day, I had thirty-some staples in my abdomen, a horrific spinal headache and a brand new baby girl. Today we celebrated Erin’s twentieth birthday – and the fact that I have successfully raised all of my offspring through the teenage years. (This post is tagged with teenagers. I guess it will be the last time I use it for a good long while.)Erin is one for establishing and maintaining traditions. Unfortunately, at least one of her traditions…