It is my Megan's birthday. I can distinctly remember the day when I started calling her "My Megan". I was at a Relief Society event, and I was talking to another lady in our ward, and she said, "Megan is such a stinker", and I was like, um, no she isn't. And then she clarified, that she was talking about HER Megan, not to be confused with MY Megan. And from then on, she has been My Megan.
Megan has always been my partner in crime. If I say, I want to travel to this weird spot, she's always the one that says, let's go Mom. And if I say, I want this song played at my funeral, she's the one that says, I'll make sure it happens. She's pretty much the only child that hasn't at sometime or other, tried to tell me what I want. She just accepts that I really do know what I want and goes with it. My lovely.
I love Megan's playful side. She has the absolute best laugh, that you just can't help joining in with. Her smile lights up the room and you just cannot help but join in. At least, I can't!
I've written a post or two about this beauty! So here's a little birthday throwback~ All about My Megan.