Sarah turned twenty-one today. Something is wrong here, as it can't possibly be twenty-one years since I gave birth to my baby. I know she is going to hate all this mushy stuff but too bad it's my blog not hers. Steve has been waiting to complete his mission as a dad and carry on tradition by buying her first legal drink. Sarah doesn't get the tradition thing but I think it is because she doesn't know about Grandpa doing this for all his boys and Steve's desire to do this for his daughters. Though till the baby is born she will still be the "designated" driver for those of us who choose to drink...
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