Girl of 8

This morning, we stuck by our usual family birthday tradition: Scrambled eggs followed by a modest slice of birthday cake and then the opening of birthday presents. This year Lena got inline skates and a fabulous pink helmet.

I truly love this tradition. It starts the day off right and sets a lovely tone of celebration for the whole day.

Lena is happy. She is 8. Big. "Old enough to ride shotgun," in her words. "What else am I old enough to do, Mom?" I'll have to think about that and get back you...