Wallene is 12!

Yessir, that's my Baby!

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Wallene, so named by Bulletholes due to her misfortune of running into a wall, is 12 years old today. As all the tadpole parents know it seems like yesterday she was born. Our little potato - as we called her back then. Speaking of what we call her, I have no idea why we even filled in her birth certificate [which, in itself is a funny story] but heck, this kid has more nicknames than a Big Mac has calories.

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True story: We were in a store one day and I was talking to Wallene and I used a couple of variations of her nicknames [based on her real name] while we were shopping and a woman walked up to me, and in all seriousness, asked "What IS your child's actual name?" I laughed and told her and she nodded and said "Ohhhh...I can see THAT." :D

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My father used to call on a weekly basis, shortly after her birth, and ask "So what are you calling the spud this week?" heehee.

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She is a heck of a lot of fun. She is my constant companion and helper. She is happy, smart, kind and has a truly innate sense of humor that borders on, ahem, too mature for her age [?] We laugh like heck at her jokes**, but quickly have to add "Um, let's keep that amongst us, shall we?" Her teachers adore her and we enjoy the notes/emails sent home regarding her latest escapades at school.

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As much as I know how it hurts for a child to leave home and the Squirrel's departure next year will be hard, I am just happy that "our little surprise" still has six more years with the ol' parental duo.

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I don't know what I would do without her.

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We love you Wallene. Happy Birthday!

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**I don't mean she repeats adult type jokes, she simply says things that make her appear a bit older then she is - and we have to remind her "Uh, you're 12, not 40, 'kay?" 'Kay. :D