Today our baby turns 10. I still can’t believe it. It seems like yesterday when she was first born, all six pounds six ounces of her. From Day One, Erin’s been a spitfire, stubbornly independent and free-spirited with her own sense of style. As a toddler, she’d roam around the house in her jewelry and diaper and announce her presense with a funnel-turned-megaphone, and even today she can’t go anywhere unless she’s properly accessorized and treated like the queen that she is. Most of the time I think she’d prefer sleeping in a fancy dress and high heels rather than pajamas.
A few years ago, Christy and I started tweeting the hilarious “Erinisms” that she’d rattle off, brief glimpses into the mind of this curious little diva-rock star-comedian. What started as the #stuffmy7yroldsays hashtag has grown into #stuffmy9yroldsays and now #stuffmy10yroldsays. Below are all those tweets (so far).