From this cute little baby who used to run amok in her walker (I'm talkin' speed-racing and shrieking through narrow hallways and in and out of rooms )...

...to this teenager who has become the bane of my existence...
Just kidding, leetle seester! You know I love you!
HAPPY, HAPPY 17TH (yack!) BIRTHDAY, TIN!!!
(Can you wish yourself to turn back into a baby and then stay that way forever? THANKS! YOU'RE AWESOME!)