Punk turns 17 today. SEVENTEEN, People! Yikes!
My baby-who’s-not-a-baby-anymore is all kinds of wonderful. She’s quirky and funny as hell, stunningly beautiful, deeply compassionate, and very smart. I am honored and proud to be her mother, and I’m looking forward to another year with her in it.
(That’s Baby Punk, 17 years ago tomorrow, with Auntie.)