The Angry Midget turns ten today. At the exact moment that this post goes live, in fact.
Ten years. That's big folks.
Double digits. Last year on the hands. Last year in elementary school.
My Angry Midget is not so little any more. She's nearly as tall as me. Less than a foot to go.
She is always teaching me. Always. Usually she's teaching me about patience.
Happy Birthday, Midge. I love you. No matter what.
