This is the final week of 11. On Wednesday you turn twelve and begin the downhill slide to teen-hood.
In 11 years, you've:
Been to 18 different states, as far east as New York and as far west as California.
Stood on the rim of the Grand Canyon.
Taken a dip in the Colorado River, Rio Grande River, 4 out of 5 Great Lakes (Huron, Superior, Michigan, Eerie), and the Pacific Ocean.
Stayed in a hotel at the top of Niagra Falls.
Visited mountain peaks that top 10,000(+).
Lost 2 grandparents and 2 great-grandparents.
Moved 3 times.
Learned to read, write, tie your shoes, walk, talk, ride a bike and do your own laundry. (We're working on the cooking thing, too.)
Welcomed a baby sister and five cousins.
Had your tonsils out.
Broken your pinky.
Been to a major league baseball game and pro basketball game.
And that's just the start. I'm proud of you. I can't wait to see what's next (but I wouldn't mind if you slow down just a tad.)