March 7 14



How is it even possible that this little muffin…


…is officially a baker’s dozen?

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(Well…officially tomorrow)

Some days I cannot believe that she has been on this earth for thirteen whole years.

Some days I cannot believe that she has only been on this earth for thirteen short years.

This past year was a particularly amazing one for Miss Emily.

She danced at the halftime show at The Raptors game — twice.

She passed three levels in swimming — she’s almost ready to be a lifeguard.

She took the Red Cross Babysitting course and is ready, willing, and able to babysit for all of your kids. {Hire her!}

She started playing the baritone — even if she can’t carry it by herself.

She got straight As — again.

She signed with a new agent which quickly led to her first big parts—a television show debut and a starring role in a short film.


It takes the average person roughly 17 seconds with Emily to realize that this pint-sized little thing is just a very special person.

A very special teenager.

Some days I worry about these teenage years ahead of us.

Right now she still likes to cuddle and snuggle and play with my hair. Right now she still likes to tell me everything — a play-by-play of who likes who and who doesn’t like who. Right now she’s my best sidekick and shopping partner.


I have flashbacks of how I was between the years of 1991-1996 {and every time I do I want to pick up the phone and apologize profusely to my mother} and I see screaming and door slamming and attitude and sass and backtalk and folded arms and eyerolls and silence.

The silence. 

So some days I worry. I worry that she’ll stop cuddling and confiding and sidekicking.

I hope she’ll never stop, because she’s one of my most favorite people.

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She made me a Mama on March 8th, 2001.

And I have been very lucky one ever since. 




  1. Happy birthday miss Emily

    Comment by Ilana on March 7, 2014
  2. Happy Birthday to your daughter. The teen years might have crazy moments, but so far they’ve also been pretty great.

    Welcome to the club, Ali.

    Comment by Katja on March 7, 2014
  3. There’s a club??!? Are there jackets?

    Comment by ali on March 7, 2014
  4. Hats. Our budget goes towards wine.

    Comment by Katja on March 7, 2014
  5. If I don’t drink wine can I still be in the club?

    Comment by ali on March 7, 2014
  6. Happy birthday, Emily!

    Comment by aly on March 7, 2014
  7. THIRTEEN! I cannot believe it! She will have her moments, as we all did (yay hormones!), but something tells me she’ll always be this way and this awesome. Because of her awesome mom.

    Happy birthday!

    Comment by Kristabella on March 7, 2014
  8. I truly feel like you might be right.
    She still really likes me, and I think that’s a good sign.

    Comment by ali on March 7, 2014
  9. so sweet! Happy birthday Emily!

    Comment by Chantal on March 7, 2014
  10. Happy Birthday Emily! Sounds like you have a great relationship with her.


    Comment by Jenn on March 7, 2014
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