Tomorrow is my baby girl's birthday, and I want to be the first to say "Happy Birthday, Stephanie!" I could not have imagined how much you would change my life. Right from the start, we knew you were a girl (this was in the days before ultrasounds were done on a regular basis - parents did not generally know the gender until the baby was born), and we knew your name was Stephanie. It was never even a discussion, let alone a debate. That was just what your name was. It was as if you existed already, and we were just waiting to meet you. And what a personality you came with! Ready to take on the world, and smart as a whip. Kaiya and Teague remind me so much of you in this way. Sweetie, I am so eternally grateful for you. I am in awe of the person you turned out to be, the mother that you are. I love you!!! Have a FANTABULOUS day tomorrow!

I know that most people think that Teague looks like his daddy, and generally I agree. But there is something about him lately that brings Steph's baby face to mind every time I see him. I'm looking for a baby picture of Steph that illustrates it better, but I think you can see it in this one.

Steph and her best friend in childhood, Nathan. They were pretty much inseparable for a long time, until they both reached the age of noticing the difference between girls and boys.

Everyone who knows Steph knows that her love of sports goes back a long way ... probably well before this shot.

One of my favorites ... though not technically proficient, this picture really captures something for me. On the right is Steph's cousin Jennie Fay (another best friend). We called them the twins.