Another year has escaped me. Today my beautiful, witty, kind, and overly dramatic daughter turns eight. I see so much of myself in her, it’s hard to believe she is ONLY eight some days, and at the same time, hard to believe that she is ALREADY eight. In ten short years she will be an adult…but I digress. I’ve discovered that the older she gets, and consequently the older that I get, everything my mother told me, everything she ever warned me about – they’re all true. It’s not about winning the battles, but instead about winning the war. This photoshoot is proof of that. She hated every moment of it – Kaelyn if you read this you’ll remember. My dear princess is not a fan of fields and tall grass – so unlike myself. But man can she give a killer stink eye. Happy birthday to this spitfire. The days are long but the years are short.