Today, my best friend's daughter turns 21. She recently bought a house with her boyfriend and they're talking about the "M" word. Now that she's old enough to drive, vote and drink, I suppose I have to accept the fact that she's an adult.
However, when I think back to when she was born, changing her diapers, and the little girl in the sailor dress (yes, Manda - I remember it!), I feel a little old - just for a minute.
Happy Birthday, Beast!