She turned 9.
Preston almost cried. She is obviously still Daddy's little girl - which is awesome.
But she's 9.
And she very sassily told me "I think I'm a tween now".
I don't think so.
Her birthday was at the end of April but we didn't see her until mid-May so I made her some really cute hot pink cupcakes. With chocolate frosting. With pink sprinkles. Yum.