Far Too Wierd - My

Far Too Wierd - My daughter, "Bun", turns 12 today.

I'm too young to have a junior high kid.

Jeez. I remember this night, 12 years ago, as distinctly as if it were a year or two ago. 18 hours of hard labor (with an hour or two break in the middle, thanks to the wonders of morphine), ending with a salad-tong delivery when the little baby, worn out by 18 hours of pushing, showed a big dollop of her future style, yelling "Come and get me".

Today, my little snoozing bundle is a thoughtful, grindingly stubborn, incisively smart, tall-for-her-age girl who's her soccer team's star defense-girl with a kick like an NFL place-kicker, on her basketball team's starting five, and is learning highland drums, just because. And it's hard to believe she's only with me for six more years.

Happy birthday, Peanut. I'm very proud of you.

UPDATE: My daughter and the Instapundit blog have the same birthday.

Both are equally good at responding when I need the garbage taken out.