TWENTY-ONE YEARS OLD, this girl! Can't believe it.
For her birthday, we took her out for dinner at her favorite place, Cafe Rio. She ordered the same thing she has ordered there the past ten times she has gone, I think. Quesadilla. Anyway, it was fun. I love talking to her. She makes everything fun and interesting. The only pictures I got on her birthday were these candid ones I took of her while she was eating. I tried not to let on that I was taking photos. Isn't she cute?
She'll probably hate me for posting these.
Anyway, after dinner we went home where we had a little family birthday party for her. For her birthday treat, she wanted croissants and chocolate milk to dip them in. So we splurged and got some nice quality croissants and pain au chocolat for her. Then we bulked up the dessert with cheaper and not-so-nice croissants from the grocery store bakery.
One of the presents we got her was her very own gallon of milk. She loves milk and is never allowed to have as much as she would like.
But her main gift was a hair cut and style at a fancy schmancy salon that specializes in curly hair. This is not the cut/style. That appointment was a few days later.
I miss baby Baboo who was my special little companion. We were inseparable the first few years and had a sweet little relationship. I totally miss it. But I also am loving this fiery, independent, compassionate, strong young woman who is one of my best friends and makes me laugh and love life.