Joelle is 13. There is nothing I can say that isn't cliched, i.e. "Where did the time go?" or "She was just a baby yesterday!" But, as parents, the individual we raise and send out into the world is hardly a cliche, right?
Joelle is sort of a combination of Eleanor Roosevelt, Babe Didrikson, and Kristin Wiig, and yet neither of these women, ya know? She is smart, athletic and so funny. I am a lucky mom.
Joelle and I celebrated her day with a start at Bradbury's, a crepe shop downtown. We highly recommend the Nutella and strawberry choice. Then we just hung out all day, lovely.
The shy Golden Retriever with her is Xena.
How cool is Bucky Badger? I mean it. How do you not hug him, or just laugh at his absurdity? There is something so "Harpo Marx" about Bucky. Except Bucky is way coooooler. My daughters (Joelle and Jacki) went to a women's hockey game last year, and the girls went crazy over Bucky. Bucky even high-fived me; it was a thing of beauty. There is a great WHA TV documentary called "Being Bucky." You will smile. Go Badgers!!!!!