Noah turned ten years old on Sunday. I can't believe she's reached double digits. It seems like just yesterday I was squeezing her infant seat into my Jetta to bring her home from the hospital. Now she's this intelligent, beautiful young girl. She had a couple friends sleep over Friday night. She's entering into the giggly young adolescent stage. They were up late talking, and making all sorts of noise. On Sunday we had some family over, and of course Noah got a stack of books. Everyone knows that's the best thing to get her. She's already finished one, and is almost done with another. We got her a hammock as well, so she's spent a good portion of the last couple days relaxing in that with her books.
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