I call her “My Baby!” when she stops by my place of employment – everyone knows I am talking about my baby girl Abby. She will be 22 in a couple weeks. My oldest daughter looks JUST LIKE her father, and Abby looks like my grandma, my Mom, and yes…… me.
She works in retail part time, and part time as a music teacher at a music studio – teaching guitar, flute and bass guitar. She gets her music talent from her momma….. ahem! I want to say that her abilities are far better than I ever thought of accomplishing. I am Joan Baez and she is Zakk Wylde or Randy Rhoads………it’s that generation thing.
This photo was taken on Saturday at the music studio’s annual recital. My Abby is on the right and the lovely girl on the left is one of her older students Amanda. She did super! It was a great recital and I walked away just so proud of my daughter!
She can make me so angry at times. I remember the many years of homeschooling her and her sister and I would say, she gave me the most “trouble”. Not academically, but in rebellion and attitude. That sweet face doesn’t look like it would be possible to be a rebel does it? Wrong! 🙂
As an adult she has made some decisions that her father and I advised against. The decisions required her to move out of the home because they were out of line with our rules. Though it was stressful, we still love each other and doesn’t make me any less proud of her achievements. It is all part of growing, making mistakes, fixing mistakes etc for the child AND the parents!
The knitting funk is still hanging on. I get a twinge now and then to make a sock but I never follow through. Sigh.