It seems like just a few months ago when my little baby girl was clicking around the house in her plastic high heels, naked as the day she was born. When Katie was a toddler, she never wanted to wear clothes. The only thing she would don would be those plastic pretend high heels. That's it. But seeing as it was Arizona and an easy one hundred and thousand degrees, that was cool.

Now that girl is clicking around the house in real high heels, usually mine and usually never put back in my closet...but that's another blog post.

The thing about Katie is how crazy proud I am of her. She is truly a girl after God's own heart. She is pure and lovely in every way. I wish when I was her age I had had one-tenth of the wisdom she possesses.

Somewhere in this world, there is a guy who God is raising up to be a mighty man of valor, a guy who is dedicated to loving only one woman, a guy who is crazy in love with God. One day they will meet and my baby girl will be clicking her way out of this home.

Until then, I will just enjoy every minute of time I have with one of my favorite friends in the whole wide world

Katie, I admire you and I'm so proud of you. And I'm so happy that you've decided to wear more clothes around the house.

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