My daughter turns fourteen on Thursday. Fourteen! Good Lord, where did the time go? She's already chosen her freshman year courses, and she's skipping electives and doubling up on Science and Math, hoping to graduate a year early. She wants to be an astrophysicist or a Cosmologist. She just wrote Stephen Hawking a fan letter and asked him for college recommendations.
And no, I'm not making that up to sound like I'm Mother of the Year. This is my kid, and I am overwhelmingly proud of her and her phenomenal brain and her guts and her kindness and her outstanding sense of humor.
She's going to go far. Very, very far. As far as she wants to go.
And then there's David.