I can still be surprised by things my daughter says, even after eleven years. Here’s a snippet of a conversation between Cheryl and Beth.

“You know Beth, in another six or seven years you may be living on your own.”

“Not in this economy. I wouldn’t be able to afford to live on my own.”

She may be gaining on Cheryl’s height as we watch, but she’s still that little girl with a squeaky voice in my heart and mind.