October 19, 2010 Tasha turned 13. It doesn't seem possible she's that old, but the proof stares me right between the eyes. She has been as tall as me for a while now, and she's actually starting to slowly pass me by.
Cutting her cake while her dad gives her a bad time about cutting crooked.
Susan and Morgan came back for her birthday and to watch her volleyball gamePresent time!
Nattie (what Morgan and Susan call her) spelled in pictures
The ever present book!
Softball bat
The wallet she picked outPlus more of course, but I'm too lazy to add them all here.
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