Thirteen years ago today (on the 30th anniversary of the moon walk) our divine Miss Em made her debut. I cannot believe how fast she’s grown up. It’s also something of a head-spinner to realize that a mere thirteen years ago I thought I was young enough to have a baby.
So here’s to you, Emma Grace, Kissy Face. Emwa. Woman of scowls and laughter (and mercurial moods). As my friend Madelon says, “Spend a little time every day imagining the unimaginable.” You’ll do fine.