Seven is a milestone for me. I've always felt strongly about seven because the bulk of my memories kick in at the age of seven. I have memories from before seven but they are spotty and not as clear as the ones starting at seven.
From here on out, Maia's going to remember every parental goof up. Good thing I'm done making mistakes!! Ha!
Here's where I could wax poetic about childhood, parenting and all of that, but really this ain't that type of blog. Let's just get to the good stuff:
The birthday girl!
The birthday cake!
